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theleakypen · 1 year

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20 Questions: Writer's Edition

Tagged by @guqin-and-flute!

Q&A under the cut:

How many works do you have on AO3? 151 as of this morning. Dang!

What's your total AO3 word count? 191,595. Hey not bad~!

How many fandoms have you written for and what are they? 21 if you separate out the MDZS adaptations, 19 if you don't. They are: The Untamed, MDZS, Nirvana in Fire, Arcane: League of Legends, Guardian, The Arcana (Visual Novel), Leverage, MDZS Cartoon, All For The Game - Nora Sakavic, Handsome Siblings (TV 2020), Children of the Consortium series - Cathy McCrumb, Sherlock Holmes - Arthur Conan Doyle, Venom (Marvel Movies), Me and AU (Podcast), Books of the Raksura - Martha Wells, The Locked Tomb Series - Tamsyn Muir, Rogue One: A Star Wars Story, Goncharov (1973) - beelzeebub, Thor (Movies), The Murderbot Diaries - Martha Wells, and Cris Tales (Video Game)

What are your top 5 fics by kudos? 1. Yunmeng In-Laws - CQL - cowritten with @iamwestiec - far ahead of every other fic by a LOT 2. pity the fool (who falls in love with you) - CQL/MDZS - cowritten with @iamwestiec and @spacewitchbot 3. A Fruitful Correspondence - CQL - cowritten with @iamwestiec (are you sensing a theme?) 4. The Grieving of the Bones - MDZS 5. What I've failed I will not unknow / What has failed me is not yet unknown - CQL

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending? I think it's a tie between my two Mo Xuanyu fics — but now my ink's blood red not black and The Door Won't Open — although Give a Comb, Take a Kiss and The River Styx is high and wide are both close thirds.

What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending? Like Guq, most of what I write tends to be short fluffy one-shots, so, like, most of them? But if I had to pick one, maybe this post-canon polyamorous triple drabble for Nirvana in Fire is it.

Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the weirdest one you’ve written? I do! I've written several! I think the silliest is probably my Untamed/Me & AU crossover where the crossover is actually with Selkirk, the fake TV show that the Me & AU characters are into.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? I do! It's usually pretty nonstandard in some way or another? Fierce corpses, eldritch or otherwise monstrous characters, ace & trans characters, kinky stuff, not much of a focus on penetrative sex for the most part (not that I haven't written penetrative sex, mind)

Do you respond to comments, why or why not? Yes, though not on any particular schedule. I will reply either right away or months later, and there's not any method to which it will be XD

Have you ever received hate on a fic? Only once but it was that Xiyao troll that was going around being an ass to everyone who writes even a smidge of non-negative xiyao, so it didn't really bug me. I've received some "well actually" style comments as well, which are more annoying.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? I fucking hope not! XD;;;

Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes! And a poem, too!

Have you ever co-written a fic before? Ahaha I sure have! See above -- my most popular fics are all cowritten ones.

What’s your all time favourite ship to write for? Well, according to my AO3 stats, it's a tie between SongXiao and ChengQing (9 fics each), although WangXian and platonic Yunmeng Shuangjie are in second place (7 fics). I think WangXian suffers from the "background canonical ship" effect in my fics, though, for the most part. But honestly, I like a lotta weird lil rarepairs so the 151 fics I've posted up on AO3 so far are mostly all one-offs.

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? But, After All, I Am A Wen my beloved 😭😭😭 I'm trying, I swear.

What are your writing strengths? I think I write good dialogue! I also think I'm pretty darn good at, like, interior character work? IDK how to phrase that. But, like, conveying shit about a character's psychology in a show-don't-tell sort of way. I hope.

What are your writing weaknesses? Finishing the damn thing. ;-; Also anything that involves choreographing bodies in space absolutely destroys me. Fight scenes, sex scenes, dance scenes... I struggle.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? I like it if it's done smoothly! In my own writing it varies a lot how much I insert from languages other than English, and my reasoning is mostly about flow and tone.

What was the first fandom you wrote for? In a notebook never shared with anyone I think it was Irene Radford's Dragon Nimbus series, where I think I inserted a unicorn character? First thing I ever shared online was a Yugioh fic where I inserted a dragon shapeshifter character. (I have since removed it from the internet.)

What’s your favourite fic you’ve written? Uhhhhh. How can I possibly pick??? I like most of them! I still go back and reread a bunch of them for my own pleasure :)

If you see this and you wanna do it, consider yourself tagged!

#writer problems #tumblr tag games #puck writes

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captnjacksparrow · 2 years

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I love narusasu w all my heart but omg I fucking hate our stans sometimes. Especially in these areas:

1. The forced over-feminisation of Sasuke while ignoring or forgetting Naruto’s feminine qualities

2. Forcing heteronormative roles onto Sasunaru due to whoever tops or bottoms

3. Thinking that Sasuke or Naruto can ONLY top or ONLY bottom (of course it’s okay to have a preference, but omg u do not have to have a fit if someone thinks/prefers Sasuke as a top. Grow up)

4. Hating on Karin or Ino due to their past feelings towards Sasuke

5. Support Sakura’s relationship with either of them

And for #5 I would like to expand.

Now anyone who enjoys SNS must obviously love and enjoy the characters. So tell me why you would support a girl who has not only severely abused and bullied one half of your ship from day one (Naruto), while also only viewing the other half of ur ship (Sasuke) as a trophy that needs to be won and in her possession in order to feed into her many complexes? It’s okay to like Sakura. But thinking that her relationship with either Sasuke or Naruto is healthy or develops into something that could be considered “better” and/or healthier”, or what either men deserve is gross. You can like a character that is flawed, that’s fine, but you have to admit to their flaws and understand why they’re considered flaws to begin with. Stop thinking that fandom Sakura is Canon Sakura. She isn’t.

2. Forcing heteronormative roles onto Sasunaru due to whoever tops or bottoms

3. Thinking that Sasuke or Naruto can ONLY top or ONLY bottom (of course it’s okay to have a preference, but omg u do not have to have a fit if someone thinks/prefers Sasuke as a top. Grow up)

Hmmm... Not Interested in this Discourse at all. Probably I'll never. Since the Author never made anything Explicit. Plus, Romance isn't my forte anyway.

Whether they are Top or Bottom can they atleast keep both of them in-character???

1. The forced over-feminization of Sasuke while ignoring or forgetting Naruto’s feminine qualities

Sasuke has Feminine Traits but making him into the Best Version of Hinata, AKA... Making him into a Vulneral, Meek, Insecure Girl under the disguise of a Boy. is a Big No-No. He is a Boy, for God sake. If Naruto punches, Sasuke also returns the favour. And Vice versa... However, I see either Doormat Sasuke or Doormat Naruto🙄🙄🙄

But Does Naruto has any Feminine Qualities??? Well, Yes, He cried a lot... But that alone cannot be said to be Feminine... I don't know... Whenever Naruto does a Heroic Landing, like he did in Pain Arc... He clearly gave a Super Hero Vibe... Like Thor did in Infinity War. Whereas with Sasuke, be it when he landed in front Of Naruto in the War Arc or When he landed in front of Madara.... Sasuke never gave that Heroic Vibe...

4. Hating on Karin or Ino due to their past feelings towards Sasuke

Probably they are Sakura liking SNS fans ???

5. Support Sakura’s relationship with either of them

What you said related to this point, I agree totally.

Fan Fiction is something where people want to get away from the Reality and explore more about the Characters they fell in love, with a Different AU set up, isn't it??

Then why is this Girl in Every Fiction which reminds the reality over and over again??? Why specifically in SNS fictions??? If She has no real impact on the Original Story... Then what impact will she have in the Fiction??? Why so desperate to add this Girl?

There was this One Chapter fic where Sasuke platonically kissed Sakura in the 3rd paragraph.

Like why???

That guy never even kissed her even after their Marriage... Then How could he platonically kiss Sakura?

Let's just assume, they want a self-insert who wants to be friendly with Sasuke... Okay, Nothing wrong with it... Why don't they create a Original Character by themselves and make her act as Friends with Sasuke or Naruto... What's the need for Sakura out of all people???

#anti sakura #narusasu #sasunaru #sns #nsn

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carinyms · 3 years

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I've scrolled through a lot of discourse on episode 4 of Loki and I need to talk about it

(good lord its a whole essay im sorry)

I gave myself a headache from crying while watching this. (I joined the Loki fandom post-IW so I’ve never had to see him die before while emotionally invested and boy!!! Is it doing things to my fragile psyche!!). But now I’m rehydrated and more stable and ready to party so let’s go

Right off the bat, I loved this episode — loved it loved it loved it. Silly, manic in-shock Loki is gone and shit is getting real. My thought while watching this was truly “wow this is my favorite episode so far” and damn am I in a minority with this opinion lol.

So here’s my perspective on some of the discourse flying around, and just general thoughts

On the whole ‘Narcissist’ thing:

IMO, Mobius saying this means nothing: he’s mad and he’s spouted lies at Loki to push his buttons before (see: every interaction they’ve had since episode 1).

Loki saying this to Sif-- well, Loki is and always has been an unreliable narrator on himself. The major theme of this show is that he doesn’t really know who he is, deep down, and he’s trying to figure it out. The TVA is taking advantage of this, and even though he’s trying to stay above it all throughout the series, he's still in a really impressionable spot and absorbing what others tell him about himself. (not to mention this scene is literal torture and he’s already proven that he’ll say whatever he needs to to get out of it.)

But he does admit one true thing when he says “It’s because I’m scared of being alone.” (And like wow okay same don’t mind my tears) but here’s a big brain idea!

Sif pulls him up and says ‘You are alone, and you always will be’, which is like, WOW that’s cruel after what he said, but it makes me ask wonder: Sif is sentient in this scene, but obviously it’s not really her. Who’s controlling her? And why is it so important for them to make sure Loki thinks he’s alone? I’d go as far as to wager that Sif never even said this to Loki, the big bad made this up. (he admits he forgot about this ever happening, I doubt he’d remember what she said.)

I think the nexus event on Lamentis that caused the branch was two Loki’s joining sides. Or, Loki no longer being alone. Loki insists while talking to Mobius that “she’s not my partner!” but she was, and they were partners from the moment they grabbed hands on Lamentis — right when the timeline broke off. I think Loki variants teaming up is the biggest threat to whoever is pulling the strings here — that’s why the post-credit scene is so significant. (Is Loki the only person who has multiple variants of himself who've escaped the TVA?)

And here’s where I’m gonna get salty--so I apologize but i need to rant about this-- but it’s seriously pissing me off that so many people are intentionally reading this as Loki/Sylvie and then being mad about it when that’s clearly not what’s happening and why is everyone acting like Mobius with one angry jealous brain cell and no critical thinking about the context of the characters.

If people ship it that’s chill, but for the people who are against it—it’s clearly supposed to be platonic, and it’s so upsetting that in the year of our lord 2021 we still can’t have a man and woman hold hands without people saying it’s proof they want to f*ck each other, like what in the misogyny??? STOP. This show was written by a bi woman and Tom the-most-emotionally-sensitive-man-on-this-planet Hiddleston — let them display an intimate loving friendship goddammit. This isn’t romance, this is Loki learning how to admit he cares for someone who cares for him in return — something he hasn’t experienced a whole lot of and clearly doesn’t know how to navigate.

(You have permission to personally come at me if it actually turns out to be romantic by the end of the show—but as of right now I will die on this hill.)

Him putting his hands on her shoulders to me was a clear indication he wanted to hug her, and I’d like to think he would have told her he cares about her, and that they can figure it out together. Because these are two characters who’ve never had anyone else to rely on and trust, and for the first time they’re not alone.

And I have to think about what prompted this from Loki. He just lost Mobius the moment after he called him friend. The way I see it, he’s just realized the true gravity of what they’re up against, and Loki is suddenly very afraid of losing Sylvie too before he tells her cares about her, of dying truly alone because he never told anyone what they meant to him. (Don’t think about this in the context of him also having watched his entire family die knowing he never told Frigga or Thor how much he loved them either don’t think about it—) He’s realized, finally, that he has doesn’t have to be alone, that he can choose to be close to people and have friends. And god it’s so heartbreaking that he never got to hug her or have that moment with her. I really hope they get that in the end. I hope he gets it with Mobius. I hope they have a group hug. I'm upset again.

Okay, deep breath, ANYWAY.

Hopefully this didn’t come off as attacking anyone else’s opinions.

Personally, I love this character so much, I’m just so happy to be seeing him in his own storyline that they can’t go wrong here. Objectively I think the production is amazing, and personally I love they way Loki’s character has been explored so far. (Yea yea, was I HOPING that the bad-memory loop would morph into Sanctuary and Thanos and like a full exploration of his true worst memories? Yes but let’s be honest my whump needs will never be met in canon and I have to accept that lol.)

Honestly I left all my own meta about this character at the door when the series started, because for me the opinions I’ve formed from the hundreds of (amazing) fics and meta I’ve read on this character and what’s true in canon are basically inseparable at this point, and no portrayal is going to live up to the way Loki exists in my head. Canon Loki and fic Loki are two different characters and I can enjoy both at the same time :) I’ve just loved seeing the character get given the different dimensions he deserves, and written by people who care about his story.

Also, it’s not over! If he was dead and this was it I’d be very upset, but this is the rock bottom of the storyline, and I think the whole next two episodes will be the build back up. I trust it’s gonna be worth it. SO hyped for flaming sword Loki. I would die for Sylvie, but I’m excited to see him on his own again.

My current most pressing questions are:

-what was the fallout of Sylvie’s bombing the timeline? (Have we seen that yet, am I just dumb and missing something?)

-Obviously, who’s behind it all? (Kang? Is there a head honcho Very Evil Loki at the top?)

-How much does Ravonna actually know, and to what extent is she just a pawn too? She asked Sylvie to prune her— she’s probably also been duped here.

-Is everything we learned about the sacred timeline BS? How much of what the TVA workers believe is real?

-my favorite theory so far is that the war of the timelines miss minutes talks about hasn’t actually happened yet, maybe making setting that into motion is the true endgame, leading into Multiverse of Madness?

(Side note: holy HELL im so excited for this soundtrack to drop on Spotify. It’s SO AMAZING I had CHILLS in the end credits.)

Open invitation to discuss anything with me if you feel inclined! :)

#if you read all of this please come say hi and be my friend because I don't know if even I'd read all this lol #loki #loki show #loki series #loki show spoilers #loki spoilers #loki series spoilers #loki show discourse #loki show positive #my disaster son has a show

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the-mundivagant · 6 years

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Masterpost of Lise’s MCU fics on Tumblr [part 1]

Last updated August 10, 2020 (post 7 of p.114)

I had to split this post in two since it exceeded Tumblr’s link limit by a long way. [quick link to part 2]

General info

Links are taken from Lise's fic tag, #a wild fic appeared (chrono).

All the tags I link to are /chrono versions (posts listed in chronological order).

I included the page each fic is on so this post can be used as a directory of sorts to a web archive I made of the tag, but it’s not needed/optimal as long as the actual Tumblr is up and running.

As of August 2020, I’m still planning to keep this more or less updated...but I have absolutely no idea how often that’ll be. (It used to be approximately monthly in 2018. The most recent two updates were a year apart.)

Spoilers for the MCU (including Endgame) are unmarked.

Many thanks to Lise for answering my ridiculous number of questions, being very helpful and encouraging in general and also, of course, writing these incredible fics in the first place. :D

For reference, here’s a post listing some of the frequently-appearing prompts (”amuse me,” “break me,” etc.). The “first sentence” prompt meme is described here.

Main categories: Verses, Relationships, Other, and Tumblr Verses

Format: [page] [word count] title / “prompt” (notes)

VERSES

Gehenna

(Fics crossposted to AO3 are in Predation)

[p.19] [306] “zip me” (nsfw)

[p.28] [642] “nurse me”

[p.28] [268] “break me” (nsfw)

[p.32] [1756] love me like the devil loves (nsfw)

[p.36] [183] “then there’s tongue”

[p.51] [869] “call me” (Tony & Loki, before the beginning of Privation?)

[p.53] [229] “dysfunctional Loki/Natasha”

[p.61] [121] “before the beginning” (pre Privation)

[p.67] [721] untitled (a morning after one of their sessions)

[p.71] [807] “things you didn’t say at all”

[p.98] [577] untitled (Natasha PoV of Purification) (nsfw)

Life In Reverse

[p.35] [561] "Coulson PoV of Loki’s arrival on Earth"

[p.37] [173] "Life in Reverse!Loki meets canon!Loki" (AU)

[p.60] [2008] "Natasha PoV of Loki’s capture by Doom and subsequent rescue"

[p.61] [1223] "Jane PoV of her diner conversation with Loki"

[p.62] [1332] "Natasha PoV of finding Loki after his meeting with Thanos"

[p.62] [1496] "Tony PoV of meeting with Loki after rescuing him from Doom"

[p.63] [1767] "Darcy PoV of Jane coming home after the diner conversation"

[p.74] [787] "Dr. Fisher PoV of her first meeting with Loki"

[p.85] [1332] "Jane PoV of going to see Loki while he’s being held by SHIELD"

[p.86] [645] "Natasha PoV of first meeting Loki"

[p.86] [605] "Natasha and Clint talking about Loki"

[p.87] [541] "Clint PoV after Loki’s rendezvous with Thanos"

[p.103] [1315] “Steve PoV on breaking Loki out of prison”

Now Three

[p.55] [325] untitled (planning for Sarah to bring a snack to class on movie day)

[p.56] [365] untitled ("uncle Thor being cute and loving")

[p.57] [385] “exhausted parents kiss”

[p.64] [1455] untitled ("talking to Sarah about being born a Jotun")

[p.71] [828] untitled ("Sarah’s first day of school")

Remember This Cold

(Fics crossposted to AO3 are in Every Little Earthquake, it’s what you make, and see you on the other side of the war)

(I also have a separate post here in which I attempted to collect all fics in this verse and list them in their in-universe chronological order; you can search for [T] to find all Tumblr-only fics)

[p.15] [290] “paint me” (takes place during Disarm)

[p.23] [1053] “telepathy”

[p.29] [238] “Loki vs. crab”

[p.39] [385] “yahoo me” (Tony & Loki, Steve’s birthday)

[p.40] [394] “paint me” (takes place during The sun no longer shines (on your side))

[p.46] [152] “enamor me” (Loki PoV of The sun no longer shines (on your side))

[p.47] [239] “secret meeting” (Steve & Natasha)

[p.48] [1921] untitled (AU) (Loki is controlled by the scepter/Thanos)

[p.50] [501] “join me” (Natasha & Loki, post only when you hit the ground)

[p.52] [228] “basorexia” (takes place before The sun no longer shines (on your side))

[p.56] [406] untitled ("Loki answers the door naked") (takes place between with an untrained voice and reflected in someone like me) (nsfw)

[p.56] [274] untitled ("Vali stalking Clint")

[p.58] [668] “jealous kiss”

[p.59] [3097] Unmade (AU) (Clint/Loki)

[p.60] [851] untitled (follow-up to The Tenth Floor)

[p.60] [821] untitled ("Steve has a nightmare about Hydra brainwashing Loki") (post Collapse the Light Into Earth)

[p.61] [1428] untitled (follow-up to “better together”) (nsfw)

[p.66] [522] "one falling asleep with their head in the other’s lap”

[p.69] [876] “things you said that made me feel like shit” (takes place between with an untrained voice and reflected in someone like me)

[p.69] [420] "things you said with no space between us”

[p.69] [506] “things you said when we were the happiest we ever were”

[p.70] [516] “things you said after it was over” (Loki & Bucky, post Collapse the Light Into Earth)

[p.71] [691] “patching up a wound”

[p.72] [1651] untitled (AU) (Thanos using Loki’s body as a way of “sightseeing”)

[p.72] [1342] untitled (AU) (follow-up to [p.72] [1651])

[p.74] [364] untitled (Steve PoV of (hang on) when the water is rising)

[p.79] [1063] untitled (nsfw)

[p.82] [1122] soldier on (post Collapse the Light Into Earth)

[p.88] [887] untitled (Bruce visits Loki)

[p.90] [1013] I’ll throw away my faith, just to keep you safe (Steve PoV, end of don’t care if heaven won’t take me back)

[p.92] [1554] how you gaze upon my bones (AU) (Doom succeeds in cloning Loki during The Vivisection Mambo)

[p.102] [1327] the world held fast (Sif PoV during This is My Kingdom Come)

Offshoots of the main timeline

[p.31] [1538] untitled (Frigga shows up on Earth)

[p.57] [2463] old friends

[p.62] [1633] untitled (Loki hurts himself doing magic in a fight assisting the Avengers)

[p.68] [1111] untitled (Steve PoV of [p.57] [2463] old friends)

[p.72] [689] untitled ("I thought you were going to die")

[p.93] [626] untitled (Loki & Wanda, "What do you think you’re doing?")

[p.96] [2239] Strange Magic

#the everything is awful au / like the restless sea (verse on AO3 here)

[p.101] [1877] and the deep river ran on

Sam and Loki are Roommates

(Fics crossposted to AO3 are in people wonder why we’re still together)

[p.8] [48] untitled (Thor comes to visit)

[p.9] [103] untitled (Thor & Dean have a conversation)

[p.10] [222] untitled (Sam & Loki clean up while hungover)

[p.11] [344] untitled (sick!Sam)

[p.14] [147] “drink me”

[p.14] [404] “call me”

[p.15] [284] “value me”

[p.16] [409] “yahoo me”

[p.16] [257] “tell me” (may not be canonical)

[p.16] [341] “invite me”

[p.16] [334] “zip me”

[p.17] [455] “paint me”

[p.22] [303] “accidental baby acquisition” (AU)

[p.27] [546] “mourn me” (AU)

[p.28] [509] untitled (sick!Loki)

[p.30] [533] untitled (Steve giving Loki a present)

[p.36] [160] untitled ("Loki believes Steve doesn’t like him back")

[p.44] [673] untitled (Loki PoV of Sam Winchester Is Not Your Therapist)

[p.49] [239] untitled (Loki and Sam acquire a dog)

[p.50] [977] “enamor me” ("Steve trying to woo Loki")

[p.59] [681] “'war’s end' kiss”

[p.73] [1360] Trouble Who’s A Friend of Mine

[p.74] [1871] “I just told you I liked you but now I’m shy and say ‘nevermind, forget it’” (Steve & Loki)

[p.80] [1556] Tides to Pull You Under

[p.81] [841] untitled ("Steve’s attitude to Loki’s gentleman-ness")

[p.84] [1809] untitled (Steve PoV of Into This Unknown Country)

we’re not friends, we’re strangers with memories

[p.30] [457] “I’m sick”

[p.30] [216] “before the beginning”

[p.44] [489] “kiss with a fist”

[p.50] [532] “quiet me”

[p.54] [863] “dysfunctional Clint/Loki” (AU) (nsfw)

[p.62] [696] untitled (Loki PoV, between chapters 7 and 8)

[p.66] [3747] the mistake was mine

[p.70] [588] “things you said that I wasn’t meant to hear”

RELATIONSHIPS

Note: In AO3 terms, the relationships below should be listed as & or / since whether the relationship is platonic or not depends on the fic. I just went with & to make things simpler.

Clint & Loki

[p.4] [131] Pavlov’s Bell

[p.6] [119] untitled ("Clint wasn’t brainwashed")

[p.8] [172] “historical AU”

[p.12] [133] “Arda AU”

[p.14] [255] “kill me”

[p.17] [204] “offer me”

[p.22] [497] untitled (drunk!Loki)

[p.28] [712] “unbind me”

[p.31] [245] untitled (Loki PoV of The Walking Wounded)

[p.38] [163] “cooperation” (possibly from Strange Bedfellows)

[p.39] [183] “haunt me” (same verse as It Gazes Also?)

[p.40] [290] “get me” (possibly from Strange Bedfellows)

[p.43] [94] untitled ("successful helicarrier rescue")

[p.43] [217] untitled (Clint dreams about the Chitauri post Avengers)

[p.45] [380] “mourn me”

[p.45] [313] “remember me”

[p.50] [404] “unbind me”

[p.51] [663] “quiet me”

[p.53] [232] "dysfunctional Loki/Clint”

[p.57] [527] untitled ("Clint with a mistletoe arrow")

[p.58] [536] “kiss on the forehead”

[p.58] [833] “'I almost lost you' kiss”

[p.60] [2476] Clint Barton’s Terrible, Horrible, No Good Very Bad Day

[p.61] [1190] Let All Mortal Flesh (nsfw)

[p.61] [2770] A Temple to Be Destroyed (possible part of a follow-up to Monstrosity / Abyss) (nsfw)

[p.62] [373] “before the beginning” (pre Monstrosity)

[p.65] [461] “hallucination induced by lack of sleep”

[p.69] [285] “things you didn’t say at all”

[p.80] [1337] lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch’intrate

[p.83] [1739] untitled (Loki appears and heals a mortally-wounded Clint)

[p.85] [1386] In Another Life (Clint PoV of Ghosts That We Knew)

[p.94] [742] “Hands off!” (during Avengers)

[p.94] [839] “Duck, you idiot!” (post TDW)

[p.97] [781] untitled (Clint feels Loki’s - near? - death in Infinity War via lingering-mental-connection)

[p.110] [76] First sentence prompt: “He/she/they shouldn’t have been so delighted.”

[continued in part 2]

#veliseraptor #long post /

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occasionalfics · 6 years

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Always Late, part 4 (Thor x Reader)

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

Summary: Time is not your friend, but maybe that’s okay. Thor is. You’re both always late, anyway - but you know what they say...

Better late than never.

A/N: This is it! Thank you so, so much for your support <3 I had way too much fun with this, honestly. Again, I want to thank @blessedbebucky for first writing the post that this whole fic is based on and also for being amazing!

Tags: @seaofhathor @thewayilookatbacon @lei-reyes @jerdynn @ladydork

Words: 3,374

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Things went back to normal soon after the surgeon released Thor from the infirmary. From then on out, his recovery was as swift as you could imagine for a mostly immortal being.

Tony and Rhodey finished the gloves. “For next time,” Tony said, but suddenly you weren’t so sure you were ready for that. Who knew, though? Maybe you would be, when it came.

You started using the gloves in the pool immediately, first figuring out what they did, exactly, and then moving into expanding your ability. From what you understood of Rhodey’s explanation of their function, they enhanced the waves which your hands produced when you focused hard enough. The gloves, then, let you not only create bigger things with the water that was readily available, but they also gave the water more shape and weight. Somehow. You weren’t sure about the logistics, you just did as they instructed.

You stood on the edge of the pool, looking at the spot in which Thor was standing. He was abs deep in the middle of the water, smiling back at you like it was any other day. Maybe it was - like, maybe this was normal now, you thought. You put your hands out and focused on moving the water, rather than lifting it. Why you hadn’t thought of that before, you couldn’t say, but it didn’t matter. Maybe you wouldn’t have been able to do this before anyway.

You breathed out and pushed forward. The water around Thor acted accordingly, moving slowly away from his body in the middle of the pool. It moved in ripples, being forced in all directions, and spilled up and over the edge of the pool. You ignored the water that lapped at your toes, pushed harder, and forced yourself to breathe. In seconds, Thor was standing in a perfect dry circle, the water around him flowing up like the Dead Sea.

He cheered you on as you slowly pulled your hands back. The water that remained in the pool flowed back into place, slapping his sides gently, as you took care not to hurt him. Even if he was almost completely recovered from the Big Bad, you didn’t want to exacerbate any seemingly invisible problem.

“That was amazing!” he said, coming to the edge of the pool. “You’re doing well.”

You hoped you weren’t blushing, but you couldn’t hold back a smile. “It’s not much, but it’s something.”

He nodded. “Something. You’re getting somewhere.” He stood there, smiling up at you like you were the only light source in the room, silently waiting for something. But you didn’t know what.

You waited and waited for him to say or do anything. When minutes seemed to past with nothing between you - just staring, as if that was a totally normal thing for two totally platonic friends to do - you cleared your throat and decided to sit on the edge of the pool. And that was fine, until he took another step toward you so that your knees were barely grazing his toned midsection.

“Feel any less like you want to run off to that school for mutants?” he asked.

You shrugged. “Sometimes.” You lifted your hands, to show him the gloves up close. “At least someone had to make these, you know? The fact that they’re not just a part of a genetic mutation helps.” When you lowered your hands, you put one out behind you to lean on. “Also, you forgot to mention months ago that your hammer wasn’t a part of some genetic mutation of yours. So maybe you’re a god with inherently imbued magical powers, but you also needed a tool from an outside source to be a hero.” You smirked at him and somewhat intentionally bent your knee further into his side.

“You remember that conversation that well?” he asked.

You shrugged once more. “Only well enough to use it against you.”

He shook his head, and then silence prevailed again. It was an easy silence, but not a silence between friends. It was a silence between two people with too much to say, a silence that was accompanied by a look of compassion and desire. It was a silence shared by people that would deny it had ever happened if they were caught.

Then you had a thought. You hated the thought, because of what it meant. If you acted on the thought, it meant you weren’t moving past being jealous. It meant you weren’t just his friend, or at least you didn’t want to be just his friend. If you asked this one question running through your mind, you might ruin this somewhat tense but mostly emotionally charged moment. But you had to know.

“I don’t mean to beat a dead horse,” you said, “but...how is Jane Foster?”

He furrowed his brow, and suddenly you heard how the question sounded outside of your own head.

“That’s not what I mean,” you said. “I just… I promise I don’t think she’s a dead horse.”

He laughed. Of course he did. He always seemed to know when to laugh to make you know he understood what you were saying. His laughter never felt condescending, but genuine, like he really thought everything was funny. It also made you want to lean forward and kiss him, to shut him up in your own way.

But you didn’t. The moment was fleeting, and you let it pass. You wanted an answer to your question, after all.

He bit his lip, which you found unfairly sexy, then nodded. “Jane Foster is happy, last I heard. Her former assistant, Darcy Lewis, sends me messages every day.” He shook his head again. “She’s...enthusiastic is a good word. But from what Darcy tells me, Jane is busy both being an astrophysicist and starting a family.”

“Oh,” you said, because it was all you could say. All that worrying, and you’d never stopped to consider that, just maybe, Jane Foster had a life of her own without Thor involved. Of course she did. It had to have been at least two years since they’d seen one another. At least.

“May I inquire as to why you’re asking about Jane?” he asked.

You wanted to deny him, to tell him that you didn’t have an answer or that you couldn’t give the answer you did have to him. But you couldn’t do that. It was cruel. It...wasn’t what you wanted to do to Thor, of all people. You hadn’t lied to him so far, and you didn’t want to start now, when it seemed like the one real obstacle between you was no longer - or, really, had never been - in the way.

“I’m nosy,” you said. “And I’m sorry.” You bit your lip because, instead of lying, you were intentionally keeping information from him (that was what you’d tell yourself later, anyway). If you’d had less control of your arms, you would’ve slapped yourself.

He stared at you through slitted eyes for a moment, and you knew he didn’t buy your answer. But what else could you say, really? Yes see I’m desperate for you to kiss me but I wanted to make sure your ex was out of the picture first even though I know she shouldn’t matter because, after all that’s happened, what should matter is just us?

No, you didn’t think that would look kindly on you.

Tony had, apparently, built a basement ballroom below one of the fields around the complex specifically for underground parties. That’s what he said, anyway. Tony had put it upon Pepper to plan a kind of celebratory “The Big Bad is over, let’s get drunk” party. Even though you hadn’t been able to fight the Big Bad, you took the party as enough reason enough to order a new, tight, sparkly dress and matching heels.

You’d gotten dressed early so that you wouldn’t mess up your makeup later. The dress was gold, covered in sequins, and had a high neck and cutouts in the chest and back. And it fit you almost too well, if you said so yourself.

You were in the middle of curling your hair in your adjoined bathroom when someone knocked on your door. Thinking it was Val or Wanda or someone...feminine, you called for them to come into the room. Heavy footsteps followed, so you expected Sam. But you were wrong on both accounts.

“Wow,” you heard.

You dropped a ringlet when it was hot to the touch, then turned to see Thor standing in the space between your bed and your bathroom. You smiled at him, as you always did.

He was wearing a nicely tailored blue suit with vine detailing that scrolled all over. It looked hand-embroidered from where you were. Beneath his blazer, he had on a simple light gray shirt that contrasted with his metal eyepatch, and to pull it all together, he had on black dress shoes. “I might only have one eye, but even I can see how stunning you look, (Y/N),” he said, his jaw slack.

Your smile widened, and you placed your curling iron on the counter that ran the length of the small bathroom. “Nice suit,” you said. “Blue’s a good color for a lightning king, I guess.”

He shrugged and puffed his chest out, showing off as he turned around to show you the whole ensemble. You laughed with him, then went back to doing your hair. He took a seat on the edge of your bed.

“On Asgard, we don’t bother with such finery for a celebration,” he said. “The wine flows through the streets, and no one cares what anyone else is wearing.”

“I thought Asgard was a people,” you said, raising your brows in jest.

He nodded. “I did tell you that, didn’t I?”

You gave an ‘mhm’ before you let the curl go, then watched as it settled. And then you saw, from the corner of your mirror, that Thor was no longer looking at you. His eyes were downcast, focused on the floor, though you’d cleaned up earlier and the floor was, in fact, spotless. You put the iron on the counter once more, then turned to face him. You’d finished the row of curls anyway, so the next one could wait.

“Do you miss it?” you asked, leaning your hip against the counter, crossing your arms.

He looked at you. “Miss what?”

“Asgard?” you asked with a shrug. “The parties? The people?”

“The people are still alive. Most of them, anyway.” There was suddenly a dark tone to his voice, which you didn’t like. But you watched silently as he focused past you for a moment, because he came back from it just as quickly. “As for the parties...every one of them involved my brother.” You weren’t sure if that was necessarily a good thing, but again, you let him continue. “And not a single one had you.”

Again, he seemed to look past you, but only fleetingly. You didn’t know what to do or say, so you watched instead. His mouth hung open, like he was thinking so hard about something, he couldn’t not look like a fish.

Then he stood up. It was quick...like lightning.

“Thor?” you asked.

He didn’t answer. Not with words. He stepped forward, then looked like might backtrack, but then shook his head. He took another step, then another, and then one more and suddenly he was standing directly in front of you. His face was angled down at you, and your heart was beating a million beats per minute.

“Asgard didn’t have you,” he said, searching your eyes for something.

You didn’t know what to do or say. In a flash, everything you’d felt since Thor had shown up came rushing into your neck and face. Your hands were shaking, because all they wanted was to reach out and run them through his hair. Your lips trembled because they’d wanted to be against his for so long, and now he was so close, closer than he ever had been.

“Of course,” he said. He started to lean forward, and when you didn’t pull back, he leaned further.

You gripped the lapel of his blazer, could feel the embroidery now, and pulled on the fabric. He obliged, slowly lowering until his open mouth was just centimeters from yours.

“Of course it was always you,” he said, and then he finally did it. After all the waiting and pining and confusion, after all the worry and tension, he finally kissed you. And damn, did he taste good. Like sandalwood, peppermint, and a hint of coffee. He smelled better, like...clouds and lavender. You weren’t aware clouds had a scent, but there it was. And beyond it all was the unmistakable scent of chlorinated pool water.

Your arms went around his neck as you stepped up onto your tiptoes. His arms went around your waist, his tongue into your mouth. You sighed and leaned against him.

When he pulled back, he put his forehead against yours and breathed heavily. “Wow,” he said, echoing what he’d said when he’d come in a few moments ago.

You smiled and brought your fingers to his beard. “You must’ve known all along,” you said, “that I’ve wanted you to kiss me like that.”

He laughed. “Would you believe me if I said I only just now realized how many times you were sending signals when I thought you were simply being friendlier than usual?”

“You know,” you said. “I would. You’re kinda thick headed.”

He rolled his eyes, but before you could respond to that, he kissed you again. You forgot what words were, instead choosing to communicate through noises. You moaned against his lips, pushed against him until he’d backed into the wall, then stepped onto the tops of his shoes to get closer to him. His arms tightened around you, just like you’d wished so many times before, and you felt weightless, like nothing could ruin this.

For a second, you waited for the ball to drop. But nothing came. Nothing except the growing bulge against your leg and a loud, guttural moan from Thor’s throat. You shivered and moved your lips down his jaw and back around. His hands curved around your backside, then lifted you by your thighs until you had your legs around his waist.

He wasted no time after that. Turning away from the wall, Thor slipped out of the bathroom with you attached to him. He turned again, letting the edge of your bed hit the back of his knees. He fell backwards, and you went down with him, smiling the whole time.

“I think we’re gonna miss that super important party Tony’s throwing,” you said, breathless and excited.

He shrugged. “I’d say this is a bit more important. Wouldn’t you?”

You kissed him in response. But then you pulled back - all the way back - and stood.

“What-“ he started to ask, but you shushed him and pulled the skirt of your dress down.

“I bought this to show off in front of you, so let me do it,” you said, flattening the sequins where they’d risen. When you were satisfied, you smiled at Thor, then turned in a full circle, going slowly so he could see it all.

“Like I said, wow.” He sat up, held his hand out, and waved you to him. “Now come back here.”

You stopped turning and took his hand in yours. Some part of you couldn’t believe it was finally happening, but it was, and you were reminded of such as he pulled you to him. You put your arms around his shoulders, leaning into him because he was finally letting you. He leaned up to meet your lips, but stopped suddenly.

“Wait. Is this why you asked about Jane so much?” he asked.

You leaned back a bit, only to see that he was smirking at you.

“Were you...jealous?” he asked.

“Shut up,” you mumbled, looking away from him. But, like usual, you couldn’t stop smiling. Yeah, jealousy wasn’t cute, but at least now it was something you could laugh with him with. It wasn’t something he was angry about or ashamed of, which was evidenced by the heavy laugh against your cheek.

“May I ask you a question, then?” he asked. “You know, to make up for how nosy you’ve been?”

You shook your head and placed yourself on his lap before you made eye contact with him again. “You may,” you said.

“When did you know?” he asked.

“Know what?”

His hand on your waist pushed gently against you, bringing you just a bit closer to him.

“Are you asking me when I knew that I like liked you, Thor?” you asked, raising your eyebrows.

He shrugged. “If that’s how Midgardians phrase it, then yes.”

You bit your lip and tried to remember the first time. It was a hazy memory, from not long after Thor had come to the compound. You could feel your blush getting darker and hotter as you thought about it. “It was when we went to that club with Nat and Sam. When you were still downstairs meeting people-”

“Getting stopped, you mean,” he said.

You nodded. “Yeah. Sam said something about me, um, making a move.” You remembered cursing Sam’s name because he’d put the idea in your head, but now...now you were cursing yourself for not acting on it, like he’d suggested.

He stared off into the bathroom then, and his face went blank. You tried to follow his gaze, but there was nothing to look at, so you put a hand on his cheek and asked, “What is it?”

“You waited so long,” he said. “I remember that night. I carried you home. Yet…” He sighed and searched your eyes, but you didn’t know what for. “Why?”

You shrugged. “I dunno,” you said, moving your hand from his face down to his lapel. You looked at the embroidery while you said, “I mean, I still didn’t know what I was doing here then. I kept scaring myself because, like, one minute I’m a hermit on the beach, and the next I have friends, one of who I have huge crush on and of course that one happens to be an ethereal God from some realm I’ll never get to see.”

“And then?” he asked.

You locked eyes with him again. “And then...then you were my best friend, and when I asked about Jane the first time, you couldn’t even finish a sentence about her. I kept telling myself that I had to pick - was I gonna ruin whatever we had because I wanted someone I thought was unavailable, or was I gonna play it safe?”

He nodded slowly, then quicker. He tilted his head and moved one of his hands to your knee. As it usually was, his skin was warm and alive, tingling slightly with electricity - or maybe you just imagined that. “I can’t believe I didn’t see it,” he said. “Things make...a lot more sense now, though.”

“When did you know, Thor?” you whispered.

He chuckled, and you swore you saw his neck turn pink, even through his beard. “I’m afraid my moment came much later. And I was in a lot of very avoidable pain.”

You nodded, but otherwise waited for him to tell you.

“You made yourself comfortable next to me in the infirmary and told me you wanted to know all about my family. And then you just...sat and listened. And more than that...I wanted to tell you.” He stared at you like he couldn’t believe what he was saying, but his mouth spread into a smile again, reassuring you that it was a good thing.

“I can imagine thousands of years of Odin can be a bit much to share,” you said.

You laughed together. You put your forehead against his and hugged him tight, and he returned the gesture. When Thor kissed you again, you felt so much lighter than you ever had before. Lighter than floating in water, even.

You pulled away and dragged your fingers down his cheek gently. He shivered when you said, “Yeah, we’re definitely not going to the party.”

#thor x reader #thor odinson x reader #always late

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creideamhgradochas · 6 years

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Thanks to the lovely @lenavonschweetz for taking the time to answer these! Get to know more about lovely Lena, go give her a follow and then show her some love!

These questions are from this list. You should check it out, there’s 50 questions all together and they’d be great to ask your favorite fic writer!

1) How old were you when you first starting writing fan-fiction?

I believe I was like 14 or 15 (omfg it's been 10 years...). My best friend and I actually got into it together :)

2) Do you prefer writing OC’s or reader inserts? Explain your answer.

Aaaaaah this one is difficult. I love both for different reasons. I just recently explained this to a pal, and he freaked out cuz he loved the metaphor so much lol I like to write reader inserts because I feel like a DM of DnD, kinda weaving a story - which is also why I like reading reader inserts. Because I never reader them and put myself in the Y/N slot, but rather a OC kinda version of myself, like the woman I wish I could be so to speak. But I also find there are some stories that need to be written as an OC, so I have a love for both forms.

3) What is your favorite genre to write for?

I really like AUs that take characters and put them in totally different situations

4) If you had to delete one of your stories and never speak of it again, which would it be and why?

any of the stories I wrote about A7X members - yes, those are out there lol I wrote them in middle school. They are GARBAGE and so laughable

5) When is your preferred time to write?

Middle of the night - when I should be sleeping lol

6) Where do you take your inspiration from?

Music, mainly, whether it be lyrics or the feel of a song

7) In your Show Me Love series, what’s your favorite scene that you wrote?

Natasha and the "Accidentally Suck His Dick Pencil™️" scenes lol

8) Have you ever amended a story due to criticisms you’ve received after posting it?

I've fixed errors in stories, and I've considered editing couple of pieces due to severely harsh criticisms , but haven't had time to do so

9) Who is your favorite character to write for? Why?

Romantically - Bucky, of course. Platonically - Nat is my favorite BFF character to write

10) Who is your least favorite character to write for? Why?

Unfortunately, Steve. I just haven't found a groove for him yet though I wish I had!!

12) How did you come up with the idea for the Show Me Love series?

Like everything - it was inspired by music lol I was listening to Show Me Love by the band t.A.T.u. when writing the desk scene and it just kinda stuck

13) Do you have any abandoned WIPs?

I don't have any that I've abandoned for good, but I do have a few that I had to put on the back burner because of inspiration that stalled or just flat out writer's block

14) Are there any stories that you’ve written that you’d really love to do a sequel to?

YES. I'd really like to write sequels to Show Me Love, Never Have I Ever, and Die A Happy Man to name a few.

15) Are there any stories that you wished you’d ended differently?

Before the Worst. It didn't cooperate with me, and I'm still not 100% satisfied with it.

16) Tell me about another writer(s) who you admire? What is it about them that you admire?

Oh god, All of them!!! It's very hard to narrow down, but anyone who has the guts to create and share their work with the world is worthy of admiration. To be specific though, oh god, uuuummmm @sugardaddytonystark, @myattemptatfanfictioning, @plumfondler, & @papi-chulo-bucky, & @emilyevanstan (BUT I LOVE SO MANY MORE, NARROWING DOWN IS SO DAMN HARD). I'd have to go with these folks in particular because they are all so talented and kind and everything I aspire to be in a writer, honestly. They just have a way with words and world building that is A1!

17) Do you have a story that you look back on and cringe when you reread it?

Can I say all of them? cuz if so, I'd say all of them. lol. Maybe my Loki fic Light in the Hallway. I was in a dark place and wrote it as a form of catharsis.

18) Do you prefer listening to music when you’re writing or do you need silence?

M U S I C. always music.

19) Have you ever cried whilst writing a story?

I am a big baby, sooooo yyyyUUUUUP

20) Which part of your Show Me Love series was the hardest to write?

The ending. I always have a hard time wrapping things up.

21) Do you make a general outline for your stories or do you just go with the flow?

I have a general outline that often morphs along the way

22) What is something you wished you’d known before you started posting fan-fiction?

people can be cruel, BUT, people can also be so kind it's uncanny. Learn to look for the light in people and just keep writing what makes you happy. Writing is not a competition, it's a passion :)

23) Do you have a story that you feel doesn’t get as much love as you’d like?

The Bridges of Time. I get that it's a little off the wall but I just felt an insane need to write it, I wish more people would give it a chance

24) In contrast to 23 is there a story which gets lots of love which you kinda eye roll at?

A hobbit fanfic I wrote on AO3 - Like Flies and Spiders, probably. I started it when I was a LOT younger then picked it up again and you can tell that the first several chapters were written by a youngin and it's kinda funny lol

25) Are any of your characters based on real people?

Oh, always. Natasha and Wanda are based on my irl BFFs in every story I write them. I literally had a friend tell me to drop a pencil and accidentally suck my professor's dick, so there's that lol

26) What’s the biggest compliment you’ve gotten?

OMG so I just saw this recently, and it literally made me cry: @ok-shuri-buck said "I don't know how I fell in love with you through your writing but I just want you to know it reflects your soul. I love your soul" I literally WEPT in front of my mother, it was the kindest thing anyone has ever said of my writing and it still makes me smile

27) What’s the harshest criticism you’ve gotten?

as said in response to my 'imagine riding Bucky' drabble, and I quote, "Perfectly good fic ruined by 2nd person POV and that Y/N cop out." But I totally get that some people don't like reader fics, so ah well. To each their own.

28) Do you share your story ideas with anyone else or do you keep them close to your chest?

I share them with my IRL bff @skrywolf772. he and I bounce fic ideas back and forth all the time, It's wonderful (Also, he's my basis for sassy Nat BFF just fyi)

29) Do people know you write fan-fiction?

A handful of people do. Like I said, my two irl BFFS, a girl from school (who I am mutuals with - love ya Lex ;P) and my mom. Idk if she knows I write fanfiction or not, but she knows I write and post on tumblr

30) What’s you favorite minor character you’ve written?

probably Sam, Tony, or Thor in Never Have I Ever. I just love writing those little shits as the wackiest teammates

31) What spurs you on during the writing process?

Often when I get the idea for a fic, it's a single sentence that will be later in the plot, so often I find myself writing and building to that specific point. After that, I have some trouble wrapping things up (which is why I write more multi-shots than full series) but I usually use music to spur me along after I've reached that peak :)

32) What’s your favourite trope to write?

Friends to Lovers. is. mah. SHIT!!

33) Can you remember the first fic you read? What was it about?

Oh lordy, that was like 15 years ago...but I betcha it was a Avenged Sevenfold or Escape the Fate fanfic lololololllllll

34) If you could write only angst, fluff or smut for the rest of your writing life, which would it be and why?

(don't hate me) Angst >:) it just comes easier to me than the other 2, and I find it so cathartic

#milestone celebration #ask the author #lenavonschweetz

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ashleybenlove · 7 years

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Title: Hiccup and Dagur’s Witch Adventure

Prompt: 31st Oct: “Were you ever going to tell me?”

Fandom: How To Train Your Dragon, Hocus Pocus

Pairing: Hiccup/Dagur, Hiccup/Astrid/Fishlegs/Snotlout/Ruffnut/Tuffnut (polyamorous gang)

Word Count: 2239

Rating: Teen

Warnings: Mentions of sexual matters, curse words

Disclaimer: I don’t own the source material in this fanfic. That’s to whatever company or person owns it. I would never claim to own it.

Notes: For HTTYD Rarepair Week 2017 @httydrarepair. There are probable influences from fandom and whatnot in this story. This fic takes place during Race to the Edge, post-season 4. Also remember when I made this post? And this post? Yeah, this is the fic. This fic is basically a silly HTTYD/Hocus Pocus crossover with miminal appearances by the witches and OT6 and Dagcup fun. Happy Halloween! 🎃

And it is under the read more.

"What happened?" Hiccup exclaimed, moments after the candle was lit and all sorts of weird-ass shit happened.

"A virgin… lit the candle,” Dagur said. He pointed at Hiccup and frankly looked shocked at the realization that Hiccup was a virgin.

There was a pause and then Dagur asked, "Were you ever going to tell me?”

"What?" Hiccup asked.

"That you’re a virgin."

"Wh-! Why would I tell you that?! How is that relevant right now, Dagur?!" Hiccup exclaimed. “Furthermore, how is it any of your business?”

"You lit the Black Flame Candle! You’re a virgin! The witches are gonna come back!"

“For one night! We just have to keep them busy until sun comes up and it’ll be fine! I’ve flown on Toothless for longer than a night! We can totally fight witches with dragons,” Hiccup exclaimed.

He hoped.

Dagur groaned.

“Okay, okay, but you mean to say that you have slept with none of your friends?!” Dagur exclaimed.

“I mean, I’ve slept next to them, we like to cuddle,” Hiccup said, sheepishly. “But if you’re suggesting that I’ve…”

“Had sex with them,” Dagur finished.

“No!” Hiccup replied.

“Really? You guys have no personal space though! I would have figured you were all banging each other.”

“Is that how we come off to other people?” Hiccup said, surprised.

Dagur nodded. “You guys seem really close,” Dagur said.

“Of course, we are!” Hiccup said. “We’re friends! We’ve been through a lot together!”

“I’m not denying it!” Dagur said, holding his hands up. “I’m just surprised that your relationship with them is completely platonic.”

There was thunder and lightning and they could hear cackling evil laughter in the air.

“We should get in the air,” Hiccup said, automatically moving closer to Toothless. “They’re coming.”

“Do you have a plan?” Dagur asked, getting on Sleuther.

“Nope!” Hiccup said, and with that, he and Toothless took flight.

“Seriously, Hiccup, do you have a plan?” Dagur asked, as he and Sleuther caught up to Toothless and Hiccup.

“Mostly just keep the witches away from any populated islands until dawn!” Hiccup exclaimed.

“So, it’s up to us, right?”

“Yup!”

“I bet that makes you think of your friends, huh? You wish they were here with you?” Dagur said.

Hiccup looked at Dagur and saw that he was moving his eyebrows in a suggestive manner. Then, to really bring it home, he winked.

Hiccup sighed.

In his heart, he knew that this fight against the witches would go a lot easier with his friends here. Six Dragon Riders on five dragons always made it easier. And they knew each other so well. They could handle anything.

“It’s okay to admit that you need them,” Dagur said. He smiled at Hiccup in a way that clearly indicated that he was thinking about what they had talked about earlier. “Huh? Huh?”

Hiccup groaned.

“Of course, I need them!” Hiccup exclaimed.

But the time distance from here to the Edge exceeded the time between now and sunrise so…

“But in a pinch, you will do,” Hiccup said. He smiled at Dagur.

Dagur smiled back.

“Boys!” one of the witches exclaimed. She leaned forward on her broom and her cleavage became apparent. She waved at them. “Sister, let me play with them!”

Hiccup gulped.

Both Sleuther and Toothless fired in the witches’ general direction and then flew in another direction, stopping at a sea stack for a quick break.

The witches had been pursuing them for several hours, and by his calculations, they had another four hours before sunrise.

Just keep them busy.

That was their mantra.

“One of those witches definitely… uh…” Hiccup said, taking a breath.

“Wants to get in our pants?” Dagur finished. “Yeah, I noticed.”

Dagur took a deep breath and closed his eyes, calming himself. After a moment, he looked at Hiccup and said, “So about you and your friends…”

Hiccup groaned.

“Now’s not the time to be talking about that!” Hiccup said. “Mission first, personal life second.”

“Oh, come on! Where’s the fun in that?” Dagur asked.

Hiccup sighed through his nose in a way that sounded like a scoff.

“So, do you have romantic feelings for any of them?” Dagur asked. “One of them? Two? More than two?”

Dagur watched Hiccup’s face and when he said ‘more than two’, Hiccup and Toothless both reacted.

Toothless in a sort of knowing smile and Hiccup sort of froze.

“You caught feelings for all of them?” Dagur asked softly.

Toothless barked in a manner that clearly meant ‘yes’ and Hiccup whispered, “Traitor” to him. It was the only answer Dagur got because another moment later, Toothless was growling and tense, and that could only mean one thing.

“We need to get moving again,” Hiccup said, his voice all-business.

Dagur decided to drop the subject of Hiccup and his friends for the rest of their mission to keep the witches busy simply because it would have served as too much of a distraction for them. He knew they needed to stay focused. The witches were angry that they had been unable to brew any of the potion they needed (and had been unable to go to any islands that had what they wanted), and with less than two hours until sunrise, were on the warpath. He hoped they could make it to sunrise.

He didn’t want to have to bring Hiccup’s body back to his friends.

Hiccup and Dagur watched with exhausted satisfaction, lying on the ground of a small island, as the sun rose over the horizon, bathing the sky in beautiful morning colors, making the witches shriek (and Toothless to shriek back), and say their meek goodbyes moments before they exploded.

They both took deep breaths of relief, lying back onto the ground.

It was over.

Hiccup laughed with relief.

“Oh, thank Thor!” he exclaimed.

“I second that,” Dagur said, chuckling.

The two of them sat up, looking at the sky in relief, and enjoying watching the sun continue to rise, their dragons right next to them.

Hiccup tossed his arms around Dagur and hugged him, ecstatic with relief.

“We did it, Dagur!” Hiccup exclaimed.

When they pulled away, their hands still on each other’s arms, Hiccup looked at Dagur’s lips, and Dagur noticed Hiccup’s gaze.

“Uh…” Hiccup said.

“Hiccup Haddock, are you thinking about kissing me?” Dagur asked. He grinned.

“In celebration?” Hiccup said. He shrugged his shoulders, a sheepish smile on his face. “But, only if you wanted to, of course. I’m okay with it if you are.”

Dagur considered it briefly, and said, “Yeah, I’m okay with it.”

The two young men leaned forward, Hiccup slightly tentatively, and their lips met, softly. At first it was a peck, which Dagur had expected it to be, but then, Hiccup deepened the kiss, a hint of a moan escaping his throat, so Dagur kissed back.

When the kiss ended, their faces did not pull back, so their noses were essentially next to each other, their foreheads not exactly touching but one move would have made them touch.

“That was nice,” Hiccup whispered. Dagur felt Hiccup’s breath on Dagur’s face, his lips so close to Dagur’s, they both could sense it.

“It was,” Dagur replied. Dagur was the first one to pull back.

Toothless came right into Hiccup’s space, his large head getting right up in Hiccup’s face, a croon coming from the Night Fury.

“What?” Hiccup said, as he reached out and touched his dragon friend with both hands, right on the dragon’s face and head, hands moving across the beautiful dragon’s scales like they belonged there. “You want me to kiss you, too? Huh? Huh?”

Hiccup quieted and both he and Toothless’s foreheads met.

“You did a good job with those witches, Toothless. Good job, bud,” he whispered, softly. Hiccup moved his head just a smidge to press his lips to Toothless’s head.

Toothless responded with a lick of his own.

Dagur laughed.

“So…” Dagur said. “You kiss your friends with that mouth?”

Hiccup groaned. Touching his head against Toothless’s again, not because of annoyance at the question but because he needed the comfort of his friend.

“I wish,” he lamented.

“Why haven’t you told them?” Dagur asked. “How you feel?”

Hiccup moved his head away from Toothless’s, to look at Dagur but kept a hand on Toothless like a lifeline.

“I… don’t want to mess up what we have. What we have is so great. I just don’t want to make it weird by being like ‘I’m in love with all of you! I just want to make all of you happy for the rest of my life!’” Hiccup exclaimed. He sighed and looked down. “It’s a mess. And I don’t wanna lose them. And I don’t want them to think they have to be with me or anything like that, because I’m their leader and the next Chief of Berk.”

Toothless crooned at Hiccup in comfort.

“I’m sorry this is causing you pain,” Dagur said, softly. “My advice, for what it’s worth, is to tell them your feelings. The Riders… your Riders, they obviously love you, in their own way. Your friendship with them is strong; you guys are gonna be together forever, even in Valhalla.” He watched Hiccup smile slightly at that. Dagur paused and said, “We should get back to Dragon’s Edge, your friends and my sister are probably worried about us.”

It was nearly noon and time for lunch by the time Dagur and Hiccup arrived at the Edge. The Clubhouse doors were open. They were still on the island and hadn’t left to go searching for the two of them yet.

And when Hiccup and Dagur walked into the Clubhouse, Astrid, Heather, Ruffnut, Tuffnut, Snotlout, and Fishlegs were sitting at the table.

“Did we miss lunch?” Hiccup said.

“Dagur!” Heather exclaimed at the same time the rest of the assembled called out Hiccup’s name.

“Thank Thor!” Astrid exclaimed. “We were thinking it might be time to go looking for you two.”

The six of them at the table got up and headed over to Hiccup and Dagur. Heather hugged her brother and everyone else hugged Hiccup and he hugged them back.

Both were obviously tired, so they were escorted to the table.

“What happened?” Snotlout asked.

"Your boy here lit the Black Flame Candle," Dagur told them. "We just spent the night keeping the three witches busy until sunrise." There were various ways that the same question: "The Black Flame Candle is real?" was asked.

“I thought it was just a scary story Gobber told us,” Tuffnut said.

“And that Gothi hit us with her stick about,” Ruffnut added.

“So, the legend is true,” Fishlegs said softly. "We should always listen to Gobber and Gothi," Hiccup said. He leaned against Snotlout.

“Why did you light the Black Flame Candle?” Astrid asked. She shook her head at him. “I figured it was a myth!” Hiccup exclaimed. Tuffnut chuckled and threw his arms casually around Hiccup, giving him a little shake.

“Muttonhead,” Snotlout whispered.

There was general agreement that Hiccup was indeed a muttonhead.

“Again, exactly why we should listen to Gobber and Gothi,” Hiccup said. He yawned. "I'm so tired, I could fall asleep right now," Hiccup added, sleepily.

"Eat first, then you can sleep," Fishlegs said.

"And when you are rested, you can tell us what happened," Astrid said.

"I can't believe you lit the Black Flame Candle without us! That's chaos that you know we would love," Ruffnut said. Her brother expressed agreement.

Snotlout scowled at them as he watched Hiccup sit down at the table.

Dagur joined him at the table. A moment later, the Dragon Riders and his sister quickly got the lunchtime meal ready (since well, they were about to eat anyway), and everyone was happily eating.

Hiccup and him, while tired, still managed to tell them what happened— at least the parts that they were willing to tell. The kissing and Hiccup's caught feelings and the teasing about Hiccup and his Riders were not included.

After the meal, and as Hiccup was starting to get sleepier, which the Riders were quick on the uptake about, Hiccup told Dagur to stay on the Edge and get some rest before he and his sister headed back to their island. Dagur stayed in the room long enough to see Hiccup lie down next to Toothless on the floor of the Clubhouse and for a couple of the Riders to stay in the Clubhouse and even join him for a cuddle. Astrid took a patrol shift, and would be back for dinner. Heather walked with him to the stables so he could nap with Sleuther and watch over him.

Hours later, Dagur woke up from his nap, and decided to take a walk.

He walked by the Clubhouse, and looked in and saw that Hiccup was sitting with his friends, and they were talking in low voices. He walked on by, not wanting to intrude on their privacy, and turned his head to look again as he continued to walk and oh. Hiccup had started to kiss each of them in turn. Hiccup definitely looked utterly thrilled.

He must have told them.

It apparently had gone well.

And then different Riders were kissing each other now.

Guess they had all caught feelings for each other.

He was not surprised. He was glad for them. That was a match made in Valhalla if he ever saw one.

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