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Some two purples and a human writing I started in May but forgot about until I recently got caught up in my Molly/Caleb/Essek feelings again. Essek (and Molly) figuring out some feelings. I wanna make this into a series so bad. Pls check it out and lemmie know whatcha think 🧡💜🧡
It was easy, at first, before it became difficult
In the beginning, Essek spends most of his attention not on his own feelings, but on Calebs.
While Essek wasn't totally sure what to make of the changes to their relationship, he could see that Caleb felt guilty and torn, and he hated to see him that way. Who was Essek to deny this man any ounce of happiness?
It was awkward for them, but they talked. They talked for a long time.
They took time to think about it.
They talked again, this time Mollymauk joined the conversation.
They took more time to think.
Caleb was ever-cautious, terribly considerate, and reassured him constantly. One word from Essek and it would never be brought up again. Essek was sure the strange pain in his chest was from his heart full of love for the man, and nothing else.
Even Mollymauk, to his credit, seemed to be taking this seriously. Taking him seriously, for once.
It wasn't all that uncommon in the Dynasty. Many consecuted souls found themselves falling in love many times in many different ways over their lifetimes. It was said to be a blessing of the Light, to be loved and share one’s love so. Essek never thought much of it; but until Caleb, Essek never thought much of romance at all.
Essek was surprised to find that the practice happened in the Empire as well, although seemingly much less common. Perhaps it was just usual for people to have this much love to go around, Essek wondered. It wouldn’t be the first time his tenuous relationship with attraction left him the odd one out.
He wasn't sure if it would have been easier with any other member of the Nein. He refused to entertain the idea of the mess his life would become if it were Veth. Though he was very fond of Yasha, she would come paired with Beau and that was too difficult to wrap his head around, even in the furthest stretch of the hypothetical. Caduceus, however, was a kindred spirit, and he held a great respect for Fjord. He could picture a life with them, faintly.
But Jester would be the best fit. Essek loved her, and he knew Caleb did, too. Although he didn’t hold the same physical attraction for her as he did for Caleb, he wouldn’t at all mind having her around more often. Spending time with Jester was easy, spending time with Jester and Caleb was a delight.
But the Nein’s other tiefling was a different story, He certainly didn’t dislike Mollymauk. He was a good man, and Essek could admit he was an attractive one as well. He made Caleb happy.
Perhaps that was it. Jester was Jester. She made everyone around her happy, and it was impossible not to fall at least a little bit in love with her. Loving Jester was as natural as breathing.
The purple tiefling was different, so different from Caleb or Essek. He could hardly sit still for ten minutes, let alone spend an evening tucked away reading quietly in the library as Essek often loved to do with the human. The only thing they had in common was that they both had the tendency to be cocky, competitive bastards. But Mollymauk was bright, showy, and loud. Vibrant, in a way that Essek could never compete with.
And they both loved Caleb.
Mollymauk made Caleb happy.
Essek knew that he made Caleb happy too, and that Caleb loved him very much.
But Caleb also loved Mollymauk.
(And Jester, and his old classmates, but those were different stories)
Essek didn’t understand, not really, when Caleb explained it, but he looked at the man, his man, who asked for so little and allowed himself so little joy. Who was he to deny Caleb this, when he himself wanted Caleb to be happy, so badly it hurt?
Essek was reminded again that he was different from most others, in terms of love and relationships. He refused to let his own defects get in the way of Caleb’s happiness. He would catch up, for Caleb’s sake. Essek looked into blue eyes, held his ever-cold hands to warm cheeks, and smiled.
It couldn’t be much different than the strange closeness Caleb already had with their other friends.
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For a while, it was not much different than usual. Essek and Caleb’s little cottage in Nicodranas with a teleportation circle in the garden shed and small patio with a curtain of green vines to shade from the worst of the sun often saw different members of the Nein coming and going, and Mollymauk was no exception. Until he was.
They were more present, in small ways. There were small things that calmed his fears, that he actually came to enjoy greatly; but also things that were driving him insane.
Caleb assured that Essek didn't have to be any more involved in his relationship with Mollymauk than he was comfortable with. Mollymauk assured that he would be more than welcome, and made a comment that Essek didn't quite understand, although he did take a moment to appreciate the pretty shade of red it made Caleb’s face turn.
Essek was surprised to find himself invited to their time together more often than not, and although he always politely declined, he was even more surprised that sometimes, he was actually tempted to join.
Away from a crowd to perform for, Mollymauk could actually be pretty sweet and thoughtful when he really put his mind to it.
There were times like last night, when Molly had come over to pick up their shared wizard for a night out:
Molly’s curls flowed fetchingly around their horns and over their forehead. They were wearing the faintest bit of some gold, shimmering glitter on their eyelids. Perhaps by accident, a few stray flecks of glitter had ended up across their collarbones, leading the eye to their handsomely scarred chest disappearing beneath a pale, open collared shirt.
Mollymauk sauntered over to Essek, who was curled up sideways on the seatette with an unusually large cat laid across the tops of his feet, and a somehow even larger tome open across his lap.
“You sure you're good here, floaty?” Molly asked as he leaned over the sofa and into Essek’s personal space. He was wearing enough dangling jewelry to rival Essek’s own, and they jingled sweetly as they moved, “I’m fairly sure there's enough room in the bar for the three of us.”
Essek tore his eyes away from his reading, and used an impressive amount of control to keep himself from jumping when he looked up and saw the tiefling’s face so close to his own. Molly was practically draped across the couch in the same way their cats sometimes did.
“Thank you for the invitation, Mollymauk, but I am quite alright here tonight.”
“Yeah, I figured you’d say that.” They said it good naturedly, but Essek couldn't help but feel shame start to coil in his chest. The tiefling paused for a moment to reach down and lazily pet the cat at Essek’s feet. Dough kindly accepted the attention for a moment before beeping out a strange noise and abruptly turning on her side to clean herself, leg stretched out high.
Both Essek and Molly shared a quiet laugh. It was barely more than a soft breath, but it broke the tension and Essek relaxed a bit.
Molly abruptly stood, and hopped back with a flourish, “However, I think it's a perfect night to get wasted, and I simply can't stand aside while you sit here and stay sober” and Essek realized he had been holding one hand behind his back the entire time. He eyed Molly suspiciously.
“Come now, don't be like that, love.” He says, but he didn't keep Essek in suspense for much longer. From behind his back, he pulled out a bottle of wine.
Essek’s eyebrows raise. A Lionett vintage.
“Don’t worry, I didn’t steal it.” Molly says quickly, “Our lovely expositor lost it to me in a bet. But you know me, the cheap stuff suits me just fine. I figured I’d share the winnings with someone who can actually appreciate how fancy this stuff is.”
Essek purposefully didn’t try to hide the small smile that bloomed on his face. “That’s very kind of you. Thank you, Mollymauk,” he said, accepting the bottle from the tiefling.
The expression on Mollymauk’s face was charming, but hard to place. If it had been anyone else, he would have called the answering smile bashful.
But he didn’t have too long to examine; the next moment Caleb came rushing down the stairs.
“Ach, sorry to keep you waiting. Had to finish a few things up before you get me too drunk to remember.”
Caleb too tried to make an attempt to coax Essek out for the night. Thankfully Molly saved him from the guilt of declining by quickly dragging the wizard away, throwing a smile and a wink back at Essek before kicking the door closed behind them.
#I also wrote my very first smut ever n it’s based in this au lol#but idk where to post I’m too shy for ao3 I think#mousewrites#essek theyless#mollymauk tealeaf#critical role#caleb widowgast#shadowwidmauk#shadowidmauk#mighty nein#shadowgast#shadowmauk#widowmauk
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Idk if you accept requests (which is fine- I'm just thirsty) but do you think you'll ever write more Bayverse Donnue X Reader? That recent fic you did was too cute and the way you write his dorkiness is elite. Ilysm ❤️
will i write more bayverse donnie the people wonder, not knowing my google drive has about twenty more ideas
yeah i'll take them! it'd probably be pretty fun to have a little collection going on ao3 for that kind of thing, but i'll post them here until i get enough to pull that together. for now, here's a cute little thing i pulled together for you! hope you enjoy <3
Donatello/Reader, GN!Reader, pining, donnie being a tender dork
“You’re starin’.”
Raph’s finger pokes between your eyes, prompting you to swat him out of the way. Shooting him a brief scowl, you huff in annoyance. “Yeah? And? I’m busy. Go away.”
Raph, apparently gunning for the title of most annoying turtle you know, does not go away. He sits next to where you’re leaning on the table, chin in your hands and gazing adoringly at Donatello.
Donatello who, fiddling with some kind of contraption he’s working on, has his tongue sticking out.
“He’s so cute,” you sigh, a little sick with it.
“It’s gross.”
“Uh, you’re gross,” you tell him, nose wrinkling. “Don’t you have anything better to do? I'm trying to enjoy this. Make like a tree and leaf.”
Donnie turns the contraption around in his hands, and then his face lights up as something apparently clicks into place in his mind. With a little giggle, he grabs a different screwdriver and gets to work.
“Oh my god,” you wail softly, hands covering your mouth because it’s too much.
Raph folds his arms, and you can feel how hard he rolls his eyes. “You ever consider talkin’ to him?”
“I talk to him all the time,” you dodge with the elegance of an elephant.
“You know what I mean.” He nudges you with his foot, except he forgets a little that he’s a mutant turtle and you are what he likes to call a squishy.
“Ow! Fucker!” you hiss, reaching out to pinch him. You’re stopped, however, when you hear Donnie calling your name.
“You okay?” he asks, raising his goggles up from his eyes and blinking to readjust to normal vision. His hands have stilled on the contraption, lowering it to his lap as he stops what he’s doing to check in at the sound of your pain. He looks like he's about to get up and come check with his own two hands, like hearing it won't be enough.
Oh, god, you’re in so much trouble.
“Y-Yeah! I’m fine!” you answer sweetly, squawking when Raph’s hand collides with your back between the shoulder blades and knocks you forward.
“Geez, you’re so squishy,” he says.
“Hey, watch it,” Donnie says, a frown marring his beak. “You know they don’t have a shell, right? Be gentle!”
Groaning, Raph rolls his eyes again, pushing away from the table to stand. “Okay, I can’t handle both of ya being like this. I’m out.”
Rubbing where your rib cage had hit the edge of the table a little hard, you glare at his shell before you look back to Donnie. He too seems a bit miffed, though his gaze gets a little sweet, a little shy when it meets your own. He wiggles his fingers in a tiny wave before he clears his throat, picking his contraption back up with hands that look a little unsteady, like now he can feel the way you’re watching him and it’s having an effect. Sure enough, his glance darts up to meet your own, just for a second before he looks back down, hands working faster and tongue darting nervously over his lips.
…Oh, yeah. You’re in so much trouble.
#ask tag#tmnt#bayverse#donatello/reader#just a lil bit of fluff. as a treat.#oh man. i need a writing tag here now huh. uh.#my fic#rating: g
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I would read your zhongxiao codependent yuri
Like, I do generally picture them as a vaguely father/son dynamic BUT THAT IS NOT CANON. It's just as much fun to view them through a romantic interpretation! Idk why people can't view the same characters in different kinds of relationships without being weird about it.
Anyway I love your vision and would love to hear more about it lakdjs
THANK U SO MUCH Im not sure if I’m gonna write zx in the future since I’ve tended to be shy about posting my stuff relating to them for over a yr now, but I did post this fic with them last year while trying to get a hold on how to write them (mind the tags it’s pure angst omg). I was too shy to tag it as ship since it didn’t feel shippy enough, which is kind of funny to me in hindsight bc I reread it and am like. Man I think only a zx shipper would write this NUFNVJVJV
Post got kind of lot Im gonna go on a tangent about them under the cut
Honestly my theory for why ppl r very set on the father/son interpretation is everyone’s immediate thought on to how to make the power imbalance between them seem less uncomfortable is to apply a parental interpretation to it. Which is fine ofc, I get it, but the way ppl push it as canon a lot kind of grates on me a little bc they’re usually incredibly passive aggressive and pushy even if u clearly designate ur post as ship OTL
Also not really a fan of the characterizations either since ppl tend to treat Xiao like a moody teenager Zhongli has to reel in (this is hilariously reminiscent of the post I made about how ppl handle scaramouche and nahida a bit ago haha). And idk I just feel kind of polarized about the headcanon overall bc I associate it with people being really uncomfortable and frustrating about zx
I just like how there’s sort of an imbalance to them, some zxs like them being more fluffy and functional but I sort of like it where it’s not like, entirely dysfunctional but I’m prioritizing a specific kind of character study over romance. This tends to be how a lot of my ships go ngl I just sometimes enjoy the intensity/intimacy of romantic feelings thrown into the mix if it makes it interesting but I’m not often interested in a lot of my ships following more standard romance plots(?) I guess? Unless it’s specific ones. Which sounds clinical when I put it like that but this is just bc I am very aromantic NHFBVJVJ
When I say codependency in zhongxiao honestly it’s sort of a theoretical(?) codependency—not sure how to word it? I think Xiao would be really fucked up if he didn’t have Zhongli in his life suddenly but I don’t think his relationship with getting attached to people invokes what people would majorly think of when they think of codependency in a ship I suppose. It’s moreso I just feel Xiao could be at his worst with dehumanizing himself in comparison to other people with Zhongli, because said mental state is driven by how he feels about debt, service, and duty which are very closely tied with devotion and how he would feel about someone he considers his god and leader, as well as someone who saved him
It’s fun this is paired with Zhongli who generally knows how to work with Xiao kind of understands the self destructive depth Xiao’s loyalty/devotion comes with. Also fun they have been around each other for a very long time and Xiao as one of the adepti is familiar with the past I think Zhongli appreciates having around. They work but it’s also a case where Zhongli is in such a position of power over Xiao its kind of very delicate situation that’s hard for both of them to navigate. Which is fun to explore. I esp love contrasting it with other Xiao pairings (actually i think i still have that xiaoven fic up on my ao3 where I tried to convey a specific interpretation of them in a similar exploration vein too)
I totally get why people wouldn’t like it (I feel a lot of my opinions on xiao ships just clash with a lot of fandom consensus so bad all the time And it’s just bc I’m like this I’m not even trying to be contrarian or anything. HELDINCJD) but I just tend to handle shipping in a specific way. It’s not I don’t enjoy fluffy or lighthearted zl and xiao stuff I actually enjoy it a lot I just like there being layers. This makes it feel more impactful when I think about how Zhongli looks out for Xiao in canon or how Xiao gets like textually flustered talking to him (lantern rite 2023 was so tailored to my tastes it’s not even funny)
#the yuri part is more of an inside joke w my friends bc this is how we all talk but I did once compare zx to my sapphic awakening pairing#which is rose & Pearl from steven universe and it is truly my favorite thing to pitch to people verbally bc It kind of sounds#incomprehensible but also I’m totally onto something….no one understands….#Pearl and xiao r literally both spear wielding birds who’s arc revolves around being ok w being a person who lives for themselves ://#and they r eternally grateful to their war general leader . no one gets it. it torments me personally bc#I loved Pearl SU when I was 11 and now I enjoy xiao a lot and it’s like…we’ll these r very different characters but also I think I have not#changes. JUDJDKXJD#it’s 3am I woke up in a haze to answer this…I need to go to bed smh#fern.txt#zhongxiao#Edit: I woke up and finished writing this post and I a#am so tired#asks
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Lowkey, I wanna write something that isn’t smut for boomer, like yes I love the content he’s getting but I’m tired of it just being smut, I want some fluff and even sone angst but I’m way too shy to post anything, idk just venting 😂
Yeah, we're all in horny jail because of that man. 🫠
I think you should definitely post it because we all want to read more about Boomerang! Give us something we never read before, a perspective we never thought!
I understand your shyness so much. It's exactly the same for me, but if I can give you some advice, don't let your shyness stop you from doing what you want. Believe me, I'm fighting every day to get out of my room because I'm so shy and socially anxious that sometimes I just stay an entire week without leaving home. And it's ruining my life. So if you want to publish something, but you're too shy, I advise you to create another Tumblr account, not related to your main blog, where you can post everything you want and be "undercover". Also if you prefer, I think ( I'm not sure) , Archive of Our Own (AO3) has this "anonymous" or "orphan" account, where you can post totally anonymously.
In any case, please don't keep it for yourself, and share it with us! I've been in many fandoms, and I can assure you that the Boomerang Nation is the most understandable, caring, and kind fandom I have ever been in. So I'm sure everyone will support and encourage you! 💙
#we all can't wait to read what you wrote!#Boomerang Nation#thanks anon!#for our captain#captain boomerang#george harkness#ssktjl#suicide squad kill the justice league#suicide squad
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Hi! Just read your fic about jude trent and virgil and OMG this is too hot I can’t handle it. I’m too shy to post a comment on ao3, but the fic is so beautifully written with all the sexual tension between them I have to let you know.
I love the part where jude is completely topping other people but willing to give a head for Trent and Trent only. The dynamic between these two is always interesting, I would say for me it’s more like a top Jude bottom Trent vibe but somehow sometimes I can also feel the softness in Jude and some subtle manipulation in Trent, and your fic perfectly describes that bit.
Virgil is absolutely taking control here. He’s definitely too hot, like I could even hear his voice saying the lines in the fic, so in character. The subtle controlling/captaincy is built in him with softness as well, that balance plays so well and poor Jude being eagerly wanting to impress him. Love love love love love the golden boy name calling, and Jude being like a teenager trying to prove himself, so cute.
Thinking about Trent and Virgil talking about Jude when he’s not around, either about sexual life or just as a friend or a fellow footballer, is just too much. Would love to know what they say and how Virgil reacted when he first heard about Jude and Trent were messing with each other.
Well, you definitely have done the job getting me thinking about this ship. Really looking forward to a part 2! Please please please im begging. 🥹
Thank you again for the perfect fic, and feel free to share this comment or not :)
The fic in question
Hi anon!😭🫶
Your comment was actually the first one I saw cause I logged onto my tumblr before my ao3 history morning and it blew my half awake mind. I think I read it like 10k times. It’s the sweetest thing ever pls
Yes I know most people make Jude the top and Trent the bottom but I intentionally kept the vibes a little vague on purpose so you couldn’t really tell who was what. So everyone has a different interpretation of the fic it’s cool to see. But I definitely wanted to kind of make Jude more ‘realistic’. Like he’s 20 I feel he’d want to ‘prove’ himself in a sense. I thought someone would call me out on the golden boy cause that only happened in December so I put the inaccurate timeline warning cause I wanted to keep the line so bad. I’m so glad you picked up on it too🥰
Also Virgil’s reaction to finding out about Trent and Jude would make for an interesting ficlet🤔🤔 I do plan on writing a part 2 for them if everything goes my way this week but idk how I’d fit it into the fic but I’d definitely try.
Anyway thank you for coming here even though you were feeling shy about commenting on the fic, it was such a sweet gesture really. Going out of your way like this just to let me know your thoughts. I loved loved loved your comment, absolutely adored it and I’m gonna read it forever. Amazing thank you so much you’re wonderful and I wish you so much luck and joy in your life😭😭❤️❤️❤️
#you guys what do you even do when someone comments on your fic like this??? except faint#I’ve been screaming since 6am#anon asks🥰#meb faves#fwis
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for the fic writer ask game!
5. What’s a fic idea you’ve had that you will never write?
10. Is there a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?
17. What’s something you’ve learned about while doing research for a fic?
23. How do you choose where to end a chapter (if you have multi-chapter works)?
30. Ask anything! (What fandoms have you written for?)
Thank you @ihavefoundthevaguestvoid!!
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5. I think I once planned to kind of “novelize” Dark Souls 2 in order to explain or reveal how beautiful I thought the story was at one point. I really developed the supposed “canon” character of the Bearer of the Curse and wanted to write a long, grim and spooky tale about his journey to Drangleic and how he eventually affected the events in DS3. It was too ambitious though and I’m probably never gonna write it, but the idea was fun.
10. Yeah! My Crowfic so far has really surprised me with how certain people seem to be really into it? I don’t have like…a huge audience but the audience I do have is so passionate that it really gives me the warm and fuzzies lol. I just didn’t expect anyone to really give a damn about a Bloody Crow story because they mostly hate him, so seeing people actually get pulled in is amazing.
17. Herbal. Symbolism. This was actually unintentional half the time because I just love botany and like describing plants and flowers, but when I would look up their native habitats for general accuracy, I’d also learn about their meanings. For instance, Fennel apparently represents false flattery?? Idk it’s all random lol.
23. I answered this one here! :D
30. Despite never publishing them anywhere outside of the google docs I shared with my friends, I used to write LOTR/The Hobbit stories when I was a young teen. I still remember coming up with insanely long family trees for the elves and endlessly forming new names lmao. I also wrote a teeny bit of Star Wars fanfic for the Clone Wars series and some of the books. That was around the same age.
Later I wrote random Dark Souls stuff and one little Demon’s Souls fic. Very short things that idk if I’ll ever rework and publish, but we’ll see. I do have a Ciaran WIP so technically more Dark Souls is on the way. I also wrote some Attack On Titan stories with my roommate when we were fixated on that. Her fics are actually still on my/our AO3 account because I was too shy to make one and so she forced me to share hers lol. She kinda moved on from fandom though, so the account is mine, but I don’t think I’ll post the AOT stuff if I’m honest. I had too much trouble with that fandom and it diminished my love of the series, sadly.
Soulsborne is probably going to continue to be my main writing fandom tbh, because there is so much room for speculation and I feel like these games were built for fanfiction.
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Thanks for all the questions fam!! <3
#yes i was a star wars/lotr girl growing up xD#the fandoms are too big tho#i could never totally nest into them#and AOT was such a mess#asks#mutuals#writing stuff#ask game
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spin cycle 3 | jjk
pairing: jungkook x female reader
genre: drabble series, slow burn, idiots to lovers, fluff, lil bit of angst, eventual smut
summary: This random guy has started doing laundry at your favorite laundromat each week (at the same time as you, no less!) and to be honest, it’s going to be a problem. You’re just not sure how yet.
rating: 18+ for eventual smut
word count: 499 ☠️
warnings: Reader is a mess. Jungkook is swoon-worthy. Lightly invasive acts of domesticity I guess but like … I don’t think it’s weird? Husbeard did. Reader did too, but only for a moment. (I've already gotten an ask about this lmao so it's going in the warnings). Also, swearing. Referral to menstrual periods as “bloodbaths” but no actual depiction of blood.
notes: Hello! idk if any of y’all have been paying attention to the absolute bullshit mess with tumblr’s tagging issues but WHEW it’s looking gnarly out here as a writer trying to find readers. I haven’t really come down on a side as to what to do yet. I thought I was going hate posting on tumblr but plot twist, I kind of like it a lot. For now, at least for this series, I’m going to continue to cross post. However, I strongly encourage the readers of any and all fanfics get ao3 accounts so that you can start reading there. A lot of writers are just posting their front matter (warnings, etc) here and then linking to their work. This is probably how I’ll move forward with other projects. Stay tuned.
There are a lot of perks to an ao3 account, most notable among them that you can subscribe to works and writers and get emails for when chapters or works are posted. Ao3 is also pretty dedicated to protecting the rights of its writers and maintaining a safe environment (edit: insofar as it doesn’t tolerate writer harassment, though it lacks a block feature). It’s where I started reading. You should absolutely get on with making an account if you haven’t already. Should this blog for whatever reason disappear off the face of the internet, my work will still be found on ao3 and I will still be found in various places through my carrd.
Hopefully this is all just a whole lot of worry for nothing but, in this day and age, it’s always hard to tell. Stay safe and warm!
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Even with the two inches of sudden snow turning to slush beneath your feet, you still trudge to the laundromat to do your laundry. This week, it’s usual your dark load, mostly jeans, leggings, socks, and cotton underwear.
Truth be told, you’re on your last pair of comfy undies. And your last pair of leggings. You’re wearing both as you walk thought the door. Your period is starting soon and you have to ready the troops for the bloody battle to come.
Somehow, your laundry friend has already beat you to the laundromat. He’s got his stylus in hand, and he’s drawing something on his tablet as usual. He looks up when he hears the door open, and he gives you that same little smile he has been giving you, before letting his face fall back to his tablet screen. The stick of a sucker is poking out from between his lips.
You’ve continued to smile back over the past few weeks, still compelled by his huge brown eyes and handsome, shy smile to be cordial in return. You can’t help it. The smiles have become routine. You can’t just stop now.
As you load your chosen machine with your clothes, you make the mistake of checking your watch for the time. 2:37 am. That explains why he beat you here. You’re late.
Your whole week has been like this. You woke up late on Monday, and it’s been like you’re a half an hour behind every day since. Late to things you’ve never been late to. Meetings, classes, your bedtimes, and now your regular laundry time.
You catch yourself sighing as you sit back down, and inwardly swear. Out of the corner of your eye, you see that he looks up. With dismay, you note that his gaze doesn’t linger.
You open up your laptop and rub your eyes before jumping back into you weekly essay.
Suddenly, you open your eyes, and blinking, realize that you’re still in the fluorescent light of the laundromat. Your head was on your keyboard, if the infinite stream of “ffffffff” in your document is to be believed. Fuck, what time is it??
You groan when you see that it’s 5:14 am. You’ve just lost two and a half hours, so now you’re going to be three hours late for everything. “fffffffff” is right. You haven’t even finished your laundry.
As you rub the sleep from your eyes, however, you see that you’ve got a pile of neatly folded clothing next to you at the table. Yours, actually, each garment folded and stacked atop the last with care. To your vague horror, even your underwear is folded, discretely placed between pairs of matched socks.
On top of the stack is a piece of candy. A strawberry Chupa Chup. On the wrapper, there’s a little smiley face drawn in permanent marker.
You look around the laundromat, but your heart sinks to see that it’s empty. Your laundry friend is no where to be seen.
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Posted: 1.3.2022. Updated: 4.2.2022 (front matter clean up.)
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Follower Recs
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Hi! First of all, thank you so much for running this blog, It's become one of three reasons why I haven't yet committed arson (I jest but the Feeling is true). [Hee, hee, hee.] I have a rec for you! It's called "wholesome life usurp immediately" by comfect on ao3 and it's. So good. It's unfinished but the author updates it literally every other day if not faster! It's a lovely fic, I hope you enjoy it. 🌻
Wholesome Life Usurp Immediately
by Comfect (T, 55k, yunmeng sibs, qingli, wangxian, WIP)
Summary: Wen Qing examines Jiang Yanli at Cloud Recesses and has a cure for her poor cultivation.
Now there are Three Prides of Yunmeng.
Everything kind of fixes itself from there.
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hello mojo!! I would really like to recommend standing still (but we keep going) by lwjromantics!! it's really good!!
standing still (but we keep going)
by lwjromantics (justfantaestic) (T, 5k, wangxian)
Summary: Lan Wangji supposed that if having to take care of little A-Yuan and Mo Xuanyu and having to look at the reminders of Wei Ying in their habits and mannerisms was punishment for his actions, he would willingly take it and flay his own back open.
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There are children in the Burial Mounds.
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hii mojo! I just read this cute fic and I loved it so I wanted to rec it :)
Word Up, Talk the Talk
by Larryissocute (G, 2k, wangxian)
Summary: It wouldn’t have been a problem (it really wouldn’t) if they weren’t best friends. Wei Wuxian doesn’t know what good deeds he did in his past life to be blessed with Lan Wangji as a friend nor does he know what evil things he did to be cursed with being only a friend to Lan Wangji.
Or the one where Wei Wuxian kisses Lan Wangji and then runs away.
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Hey! Love your account — and proud of you for taking the hiatus you needed. [Lol - it was really nice!] Idk if you take fic recommendations, but I'd love to rec Roots by ardenrabbit. Fantastic characterization, I really love it!
Roots
by ardenrabbit (E, 46k, wangxian, WIP)
Summary: After Wei Wuxian's duel with Jiang Cheng, he finds that stab wounds aren't so trivial when he doesn't have a core to heal them. He wakes to find Lan Zhan in the Burial Mounds with him, already beloved by the Wens and making himself at home. When Lan Zhan tells him that he wants to stay and offers more help than Wei Wuxian knows how to accept, he fears that it's only too good to be true.
Lan Wangji knows that Wei Ying is doing the right thing, and he couldn't live with himself if he let him do it alone. For everything Wei Ying has sacrificed, Lan Wangji is determined to give something back to him.
Hanguang-Jun has turned his back on the clans to join the Yiling Wens and their demonic cultivator leader, and every clan has a different opinion on the matter.
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Hello! I wanted to rec a fic on ao3 called "Restoration" by jelenedra. It's complete, an alternate universe of the sunshot campaign told nonlinearly. It has strong fairy tale and fae elements, with a touch of mystery. Bit of a fix it. Some delightful one liners, and the final ending imagery is just LOVELY. The fic deserves much more love. There's also some YilingWei, wwx not raised by Jiang, and sentient Burial Mounds elements. Enchanting read that keeps you enthralled and curious and intrigued.
Restoration
by jelenedra (M, 85k, wangxian)
Summary: They say he was thrown into Luanzang Gang by the man who killed his parents; they say that he is an immortal cultivator who had been in a deep trance until the Wen sect disturbed his rest and incurred his wrath; they say that he is the fierce corpse of a cultivator who had somehow regained his mind and his spiritual powers.
When Lan Wangji sees him for the first time, he understands why people talk.
Meng Yao wants safety. Xue Yang wants vengeance. The Sunshot Campaign wants victory. Yiling Laozu provides, for a price.
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I usually read all your recommendations. Thanks for gathering all good recs of wangxian. I am in love with every single story your recommend especially the favorites. [I’m so glad!] I just wanted to suggest a fic i came across while searching for phoenix!wwx. Its a new story I think as author has published it today. The first chapter was very interesting that i thought ill recommend it you and know your opinion. The legendary phoenix and his dragon -Devipriya and Hidden Path to Love by ShadowTenshiV
Hidden Path to Love
by ShadowTenshiV (G, 78k, wangxian)
Summary: Wei Ying is a servant working at the Gusu Lan castle. One day he enters through a secret passage way connected to the library where he meets a Lan for the first time. He may have left quite an impression, gaining the other´s attention and slowly becoming friends. They would like to become something more, but a servant can´t be with a prince, but maybe his secret can change that.
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hello mojo! i was wondering if I could make a fic rec? it’s called “and the calm is deep where the quiet waters flow” by izanyas. it used to be on ao3 but the author has since moved it to eir own website and has started posting updates there. i was wondering if this could also act as a signal boost bc some old readers on ao3 might not have known that it is now on another website. Author's been through a tough time so I think it deserves a lot more love.
For new readers, please mind the warnings in the prologue and the beginning of each chapter! it’s omegaverse and a very heavy read as it deals with (possible spoiler) off-screen rape that results in an unwanted pregnancy, as well as secondary gender oppression which runs deep, but for people who can bear it the writing, worldbuilding, and emotions are truly spectacular.
and the calm is deep where the quiet waters flow
by izanyas (E, 270k, wangxian, WIP, link is to WordPress rather than AO3)
Summary: Cangse Sanren was the first of her kind to become a cultivator. Talented, passionate, free-spirited, she bested everything that ever came her way until the very end.
Jiang Fengmian refuses to see her son deprived of that same freedom.
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Hello Mojo! I dunno if this's been recced before, but here's another ficrec for you? It's complete, on ao3, "The Third Young Master of Qishan Wen" by KouriArashi. It's 'if wwx was raised by dafan wen, but gets recognized as 3rd heir due to his skill' scenario. Some really nice banter and characterization. Wwx and lz get together before the sunshot campaign. Story follows the live action but diverges into au, and does some cool callbacks to original canon. Love Meng Yao in this! [Oh, I know KouriArashi from my last fandom, I love her works!]
❤️The Third Young Master of the Qishan Wen
by KouriArashi (T, 139k, wangxian, my post)
Summary: The fic where Wei Wuxian is adopted by the Dafan Mountain Wens instead of the Yunmeng Jiang.
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Hi Mojo! I can count the number of times I’ve spoken on Tumblr on one hand (I’m shy heh) but I found this fic that I think you and others would really like? I’m a sucker for emotional hurt/comfort and this was just too sweet for me not to share (did I go through 20 pages of bookmarks just to make sure you don’t already have it? Maybe …) [Aww, you can do a sidebar search in the bookmarks for the author’s name. But I hope you found other good fics by carding through the whole catalog!] It’s “Close Your Soft Eyes” by timetoboldlygo! I also wanna say thank you for all the hard work you put into this blog! It’s a treasure beyond compare. :D [Thank you so much!]
Close Your Soft Eyes
by timetoboldlygo (G, 12k, wangxian)
Summary: When Lan Wangji woke, the first thing he noticed was the slip of paper, folded and tucked between his index and middle fingers, not Wei Wuxian’s absence. His fingers trembled as he unfurled the paper. A donkey with a little smile beamed down at him.
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On the nights that Wei Wuxian was gone, Lan Wangji woke to gifts on his pillow.
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Hey Mojo! I love your blog it is beyond awesome! [Thank you!] I was wondering if you would consider reading JaenysBloodcourt series "A Bond to Takes us home"? The summary is weird but I like the fics and would love to hear your opinion on LWJ POV (it's part 2). Part one is Mingxian but part two (Wangxian) reads as a standalone for the most part. Anyways, thank you for all your hard work! <3 [I’ll put it on my list!]
A Bond to Take Us Home
by JaenysBloodcourt (T, 10k, mingxian - nmj/wwx, wangxian, series in progress)
Summary: Wei Wuxian has two soulmarks. He has two soulmates that seem to be the opposite of him. During his first life he meets both of them, loves only one and longs for the other. In his second life, the one he loved first is dead, and the one he pined after is pining after him.
These are the many tales of his soulmates and the raucous they made across the cultivation world.
Some are dark, some are light. Beware.
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I forgot to send this in for Mother's Day a few weeks ago, but have you read dragongirlG's "into the light of a dark black night"? It's a short canon divergence where Mama Lan escapes the Cloud Recesses after spending one last, heartbreaking night with her sons. It's so beautiful and bittersweet! [Oh, ouch. I just read this author’s time travelling juniors au, but hadn’t seen this one.]
into the light of a dark black night
by dragongirlG (T, 3k, Madam Lan & sons)
Summary: The night that Wu Yuhua, formerly known as Madam Lan, plans to escape from the Cloud Recesses, she runs into an unexpected complication.
That complication comes in the form of her younger son A-Zhan running up to her door and kneeling in front of it, hushed whimpers escaping from his throat.
Wu Yuhua knows it's not the full moon, knows that it's not the one day a month she's allowed to see her children—but like hell is she going to leave her six-year-old son out there trying to stifle sobs in the snow.
She opens the door. "A-Zhan," she says, bending down and reaching out a hand. "Come in, my sweet boy."
On a snowy night in the dead of winter, Wu Yuhua, formerly known as Madam Lan, unexpectedly spends one last night with her sons before escaping from the Cloud Recesses.
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Hello queen I’d like to recommend for ur follower rec posts Avatar: The Untamed Waterbender by KouriArashi. Banger of an ATLA au, def the best one I’ve seen. It’s a WIP but the author updates pretty regularly and it’s all around an A+ fic [Oh, yes, I’ve been waiting for this one to finish before I jump in.]
Avatar: The Untamed Waterbender
by KouriArashi (T, 123k, wangxian, WIP)
Summary: You know the drill. Long ago, the four nations lived in harmony. Then, everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked.
100 years later, Jiang Cheng and Jiang Yanli find Wei Wuxian sealed in an iceberg.
Featuring: avatar WWX, waterbending JC, firebending Wens, airbending Lans, earthbending Nies and Jins, Jiang Yanli in possession of the brain cell, et cetera.
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[My ko-fi.]
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New Fic: Lingering Sensations
Summary: Slim is a popular YouTuber who has made his name reviewing different types of horror media. His fans have recently been asking him to see a new movie that he thinks looks particularly awful. He asks you, his datemate, to tag along to make it more bearable. Even though he’s promised to leave if the movie is too much for you, you can’t help but stick it out once you realize how excited he is be able to do this with you. You may have made a mistake, but Slim is there to protect you from all the scary things, both real and imaginary.
Notes: IDK my dudes, life in general has been pretty shitty the last…I don’t even know. Not gonna get into it, but writing has been a faraway dream for a while and so when I got some inspiration coupled with motivation and actual time, I kinda pounced on that shit like a cat on a catnip high. Going to post this before my brain can convince me not to, lol. Love you all, hope to be around again soon <333
Tags: Swapfell Papyrus, Slim, Slim/Reader, Reader has not been given a gender, Established Relationship, horror reviewer Slim, Scary Movies, reader doesn’t like scary things, best boy Slim, Mild horror content, Very mild suggestive content, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Kinda
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Or, read here!
“fans’ve been askin’ me ta go see a new movie,” Slim said one night over dinner.
You looked over at him, fork halfway to your mouth. It wasn’t uncommon for him to talk about his work when you were together, but the way he seemed almost hesitant was brand new. You hummed and took your bite, thinking this strangeness over in your head as he spoke again.
“looks pretty dumb, ta be honest.”
Uh-huh. The movies, games, and other media he reviewed were sometimes dumb, but more often than not they were downright terrifying. Not all that surprising, considering he’d made a considerable name for himself reviewing different forms and genres of horror media.
What was making you suspicious right now wasn’t the fact that he thought this new movie was going to be dumb. No, it was how he said it, as though he was trying to convince you of his opinions. He’d learned pretty quickly that you didn’t do the horror scene and he’d been very respectful about not exposing you to things that would give you nightmares for days afterward.
“Okay?” you finally asked, taking a sip of your drink.
Slim did the same and shifted in his seat before peaking over at you.
Your boyfriend was not a shy person. At least, he hadn’t been around you for several years now. You had a suspicion you knew what was going on, but you would wait to have it confirmed before you got upset at him.
“i know whatchyer thinkin’ and y’ain’t wrong, but hear me out, okay?”
You sighed. “Slim, I don’t like horror movies.”
He nodded. “most’a the time ya don’t, but ya liked ‘tucker n dale versus evil’ ‘n’ that one, aaah! zombies!!’”
“Maybe I did, but--”
“please, babe?” he asked, giving you the puppy dog eyes. “it ain’t a comedy, but remember ‘birdemic’? or ‘night of a thousand cats’?”
The sudden image of the worst special effects you’d ever seen in your life as fake birds attacked actors who obviously had no idea where the animals were supposed to be made you laugh despite yourself.
“Yeah, okay, those were both terrible movies.”
He grinned. “see? they ain’t all good. jus’ cuz it’s a horror movie don’t mean it’s gonna be scary, and this movie is bound ta be awful. havin’ yer gorgeous self with me’d only make it bearable.”
You sighed again, this time knowing you were going to give in. “What do I get out of it if I go with you?”
He leaned back in his chair and smirked, showing off his lean, strong physique. He looked every inch the poster child for cocky bastards everywhere.
“ya get this,” he said, licking his teeth seductively. “what more couldja want?”
You rolled your eyes. “I get that whether I go or not, dumbass.”
He deflated only a little before he puffed himself back up. “that’s just cuz i’m the luckiest dumbass that ever existed.”
Yeah, there was no way you could resist him buttering you up like that. You stood up and walked around the table to push on his shoulder a little. He dutifully slid his chair back to allow you to straddle his lap. He made a noise of appreciation low in his chest and settled his hands on your hips.
“Flattery will get you everywhere, it seems,” you said as you leaned in to kiss him softly, your hands on his chest. “I’ll go with you, but you have to promise me something.”
Slim kissed you again. “tell me what it is first, darlin’.”
With a smirk, you shifted your hips just a little. “You have to promise me that if the movie does get scary or if I can’t handle it, you’ll let me leave without any kind of fuss.”
His brow furrowed just enough to crease in the middle and his eye lights scanned your face. “ain’t gonna promise ta let ya go on yer own, sweetheart, but i will promise to leave with ya. no fuss.” His hands slid up your back to pull you into him for a hug. “i ain’t gonna make you be alone if ya get scared.”
You should have known that would be his answer, but you felt a lot better after hearing him say it. You hugged around his neck and kissed his jaw. “I like that better anyway,” you said softly. “I’ll go with you. When is it?”
He shrugged, moving you with him. “ain’t sure yet. gotta look up movie times’n shit. maybe let’s plan on next weekend?”
You nodded and leaned up to kiss him properly before you squirmed your way out of his lap to finish your dinner.
A few days later when Slim showed you proudly how excited his fans were to have his datemate’s opinion on the movie as well, you decided you’d just have to stick through it no matter what happened. You knew he’d have other opportunities to see the movie and to do the reviews and other things his fans were waiting for, but he was so dang happy about this and you didn’t want to ruin it for him.
You realized your error only a few minutes into the movie. Slim had a rule that he didn’t watch any trailers or read any synopsis of movies before he watched them so he’d get the full experience of going in blind. You’d done the same, now kicking yourself for not at least looking up the damn poster.
Not only was there a tense atmosphere, but as the characters walked through a dense forest and talked about their plans for the vacation they were one, on of them started talking about myths and legends of the place, and how there were supposedly mutated creatures from a nearby research facility that had performed experiments on animals and humans alike.
You shifted in your seat and tightened your arm around Slim’s, trying to get a good angle for when you would need to hide your face in his sleeve. He looked at you and kissed your forehead.
“you okay?” he whispered.
You nodded and smiled up at him. He nodded back but pushed you away gently only to lift the armrest between you and wrap his arm around your shoulders to pull you a little closer. You smiled and leaned into him. Hiding in his chest was always much more effective than just his arm.
As the movie went on, it only got creepier by the minute. The group of vacationers had set up their camp and partied the first night, telling scary stories around the campfire after the sun had gone down. You felt Slim laughing silently at some of the tales the characters told.
The second night was when things started getting really scary. One of the group didn’t show up for their campfire dinner, and so half of the others decided to go look for them while the other half got the meals ready and set in the fireplace to cook.
Out looking for their friend, they encountered several jump scares that had you hiding in Slim’s jacket, the music amping up just before another discordant noise and the whole group screaming, someone being dragged off into the distance.
When the remaining few made it back to the campsite, two of them were adamant that they all just needed to pack up and leave, but the rest were unwilling to leave without all of their friends. You could understand the dilemma and wondered briefly what side you would be on. If Slim had been taken by the creatures, you couldn’t leave without him. You’d be useless in any kind of attempt at finding him, but you couldn’t give up either.
An agreement was made to wait until the morning before going to search for their friends.
You knew, deep down, you should ask Slim to leave. You knew it had already flown past the “too scary for you” benchmark and was only going to get worse as the characters started this new journey. A peek up at Slim showed him smiling like the whole thing was downright hilarious to him. He was having a great time, and you knew he was only too excited to share this whole experience with his fans, including your reactions.
No, you had to stay. You could do this. For Slim, you could handle the rest of the movie. You sucked in a deep breath and snuggled closer to his side.
Slim smiled down at you and kissed the top of your head. “still doin’ okay?” he whispered.
You didn’t look up at him, knowing he’d be able to see the truth in your eyes. Instead, you hugged him and nodded, pretending your attention was on the movie instead of the feel and smell of him to try to distract yourself from the horrors to come on the screen.
And oh boy, did the horrors come.
The creatures were truly horrifying, a blend of human and animal that left them faster and stronger than the main characters. The sounds they made chilled you to your core, one particular screech turning your stomach so hard you thought you might get sick. You swallowed hard and hugged Slim, telling yourself it was just a movie and you were safe.
Slim hugged you back and whispered something, but the sound was drowned out by the soundtrack amping up before a particularly effective jumpscare. You needed to leave, but you wouldn’t let yourself disappoint him like that. The movie had to be winding down soon. You could do this.
You sucked in a deep breath and looked up only long enough to give Slim a kiss on his jaw and give him your best smile. He smiled back and hugged you again, then went back to the movie. You did the same, shoving your face back into his jacket. The zipper pressing into your forehead was a little uncomfortable, but you used the sensation to keep you grounded in the moment. You were here, with Slim. You were not lost in an endless forest with mutated creatures hellbent on devouring your insides for lunch.
When the movie finally ended with the Final Girl making it out alive, you felt as if your whole body was shaking. Your legs were a little wobbly, but you made the excuse that you’d just been a little tense. You were fine.
Whether Slim bought your lies or not, he held your hand as you both walked back to the car. It was dark out, and the chilly nighttime air didn’t help your nerves one bit. You clung to Slim’s arm for both physical and emotional support until you reached his car.
You listened to him talking about the movie on the ride back home. His opinions were hilarious, and you tried so hard to see things his way. It was much easier to deal with the scares if you framed them with his point of view.
Once home, Slim took a minute to write down his thoughts and yours, trying to make sure he got everything all down so he wouldn’t forget to mention something in his video. You were still shy about being on screen with him; it was so awkward acting like you were talking to a large audience when it was just you and him talking to a computer webcam.
He introduced you so sweetly and you both said your pieces. You admitted that the movie was a bit scary to you, but you lied a little -- okay, a lot -- and said you’d been able to handle it just fine with your date mate there to keep you safe.
His review of the whole thing made you wish you could see things his way. It was borderline comedy to him while you felt like you were one blink away from finding yourself in a dark forest with creatures hunting you.
After filming your thoughts, he shut the laptop and pulled you onto his lap.
“i’ll start editin’ ‘n’ shit tomorrow while yer at work.” He kissed you softly. “fer now i got a sexy date mate to make some dinner with. ya hungry?”
You smiled and nodded. “Yeah. Can we do spaghetti tonight?”
His eye lights searched your face for a second and you wondered if you’d just given yourself away. Spaghetti was your choice of comfort food, something you craved when you were feeling vulnerable. Instead of calling you out, however, he nodded.
“yeah, ‘course we can. garlic bread’n everythin’.”
Oh, you loved him so much. You grinned and hugged him tightly. “With your famous garlic butter?” you asked.
He laughed and nodded. “‘course, darlin’.”
Throughout the process of cooking and eating dinner, you found yourself thinking of that awful screech from the creature in the movie. It certainly didn’t help that Slim brought up a few new points he wanted to add to his video review, each and every one of them putting you back in that theater with all the tension building and creatures jumping out from the trees to kill the main characters in increasingly horrible ways.
Once dinner was eaten and cleaned up, you began to realize how late it had gotten. You didn’t have to work too early, but you were already getting tired. You were hesitant to even think about going to bed, knowing well in advance that you were going to have some pretty awful nightmares for the next few nights at least.
“you sure you’re okay?” Slim asked as you got ready for your nightly shower. You didn’t want to be away from him, but he was writing down ideas and busy with his own work. You didn’t want to ask him to leave that just so you didn’t have to shower alone.
You nodded and smiled at him. “Yeah, I think so. You know how things seem a little scarier at night?” You’d explained that phenomena to him before as it was one of the main reasons you didn’t handle horror media very well.
His brow furrowed. “ya feelin’ spooked, darlin’?” He shut his laptop and stood up to walk over to you, settling his hands on your hips to pull you in close. “why didn’tcha say somethin’?”
The towel in your hands obstructed your ability to hold him, so you just leaned into him instead and sighed. “Because I’m not a big baby.”
He snorted. “but yer my baby, and i ain’t gonna let ya be all scared an’ alone. ya want me t’shower with ya?”
You looked up to see him wiggling his brow bones in a comically seductive way. You smiled and stood on your toes to kiss him. “Yes, but I’m also tired and you’re the one who said shower sex is dangerous.”
He frowned at that. “did i? don’t remember that.” He shrugged and held you a little tighter. “either way, if ya jus’ wanna get clean’n get out, we c’n make that happen.”
“Thank you, baby.” You pulled away to finish getting your things together. You could feel his eyes on you as you did, and for the first time since you’d first discovered that monsters were not only real but coming up from the underground, you felt a thrill of fear up your spine. You shoved it aside; you weren’t afraid of Slim, you were afraid of creatures lurking in the darkness, watching and hunting you with the very real intention of hurting you.
You both made quick work of the shower, Slim’s hands only straying a few short times. You had to admit yours did, too.
Once ready for bed, you snuggled into his side with the blanket pulled up to your chin. You’d already double-checked that all of your alarms were ready for the morning and had your phone charging on the desk across the room. You held Slim tightly as you rested your head against his chest and listened to the beat of his soul.
You were going to be fine. You repeated it in your head over and over again because, dammit, you were safe here with Slim.
Slim’s arm under you was curled around your back and his other hand held yours on his chest. His fingers gently rubbed your arm as the fingers on his other hand twined with yours. The whole house was eerily silent for a few long seconds, the only sounds the two of you breathing and his soul under your ear.
When Slim spoke, you nearly jumped out of your skin.
“sweetheart?”
The sound that escaped your mouth as your whole body spasmed in fear was not a scream and you would defend that opinion to your dying day.
“whoa!” Slim cried as he sat up and turned to you. “sweetheart, what’s wrong?”
Oh, you hated the tears that built in your eyes and the way your body shook. “I’m so sorry,” you said hastily. “I guess I’m more scared than I thought.”
He nodded and reached out to hold your hand. “darlin’, you don’t gotta apologize fer bein’ scared. was it the movie?”
You nodded and sniffled as the tears finally began flowing. “Yeah. I should have asked you to leave about halfway through, but I thought I could handle it. And then it just got worse and worse but it was almost over and that’s your whole job and you were so excited about doing it with me there and I didn’t want to ruin it for you.”
The utter guilt that filled his expression was too much for you to handle.
“Oh, baby, no, it’s not your fault.”
He shook his head. “like hell it ain’t. i asked ya ta come with me.”
You nodded and leaned into him, pressing a kiss to his pointed cheekbone. “You did, but you also promised me you’d leave if I got too scared. That’s on me that I didn’t say anything. You even asked me how I was doing several times. I’m sorry I tried to tough my way through it now, though, and you have to deal with the fallout.”
A cat outside yowled and you shivered down to your core, remembering that horrible shriek.
Slim pulled you closer to him and laid back down facing you, your chests pressed together. “ya know yer safe with me, though, right?”
You nodded and snuggled closer, determined to bend the laws of physics to become one with him. “Yeah, and I know it was just a movie, but my stupid brain keeps going over make-believe scenarios of those creatures finding us and hurting you.”
He snorted, and you glared up at him.
“I know you think it was a stupid movie, but--”
“nah, sweetheart,” he interrupted, “i mean, yeah, it was, but that ain’t what’s funny. what’s funny is ya thinkin’ somethin’ like that could hurt me.”
Your irritation turned to confusion. “You might not have flesh, but they were obviously faster and stronger than normal. They tore that one guy’s leg off at the knee; just ripped it right off like it was nothing.”
Slim nodded. “yeah, they did. lemme ask ya somethin’ sweetheart, ‘n’ i want ya ta be honest with me, ‘kay?”
You swallowed and nodded. “Okay?”
“when ya saw me for the first time, what didja think? what was yer first thought about these chompers?” He bit his teeth together a few times, and you took a second to look at them and try to remember what your very first reaction was.
You’d met him at the library, had spotted him across the large, open reading area sitting at a table doing some research on his laptop. You’d taken in the sight of him with his sharp teeth and elongated, golden canines, along with the deep crack that extended from the top of his left canine up through his eye socket and up onto his forehead. He’d been wearing what you now knew to be his favorite sweater and thick black coat, things he wore when he was feeling vulnerable, likely because the combination made him look as fierce as possible.
“My honest-to-god first thought was that you looked out of place. I wasn’t scared, but I was intimidated.” It almost hurt to admit that, knowing him as you did now.
He nodded. “that’s better’an most people. they see me’n think i’m gonna go after their firstborn or some shit.”
You frowned and lifted your leg over his to try to comfort him.
“my point, darlin’, is ta tell ya that these teeth ain’t fer show. neither’s my claws. life underground wasn’t fun, but it taught me how ta fight.” He leaned in, placing his forehead against yours. “if somehow those shits got outta the movie’n decided ta come after you, it’d be the last decision they ever made. i’m stronger ‘n’ faster, ‘n’ i ain’t gonna go into it, but i got the experience to back it up. don’t matter if it’s the critters from the movie we watched tonight or somethin’ else; ain’t nothin’ gonna fuck with you cuz one look at me’ll tell ‘em i don’t play nice.”
For the first time, you looked at Slim as a predator, a fighter. He was right; he had to have had the experience to back up everything he’d just said. The scar on his face and the many that criss-crossed his bones told you that much was absolutely true. He’d fought and won probably more times than he cared to count.
You imagined the creatures from the movie showing up, only this time they didn’t hurt Slim. No, Slim hurt them, using his claws and teeth the way they were intended. You realized then that he was actually the scariest thing around, not the pack of security dogs at the junkyard in town, not bears or other wild animals, not even the creepy guy in the old run-down house in the older section of town who was probably a perfectly decent human who just happened to look scraggly. No, none of them, but your eternal sweetheart of a boyfriend who could ruin that bear’s day if it pissed him off.
While the thought wasn’t a very pleasant one, it did finally help you to realize that you were safer with Slim than you had ever dreamed. Nothing, not man or beast, could get to you with him by your side.
You smiled and kissed him. “Thank you, Slim.”
He nodded and pulled back a little. “ya feel any better?”
“I do, actually,” you said happily. “I think I’ll be able to sleep tonight.”
He hugged you tightly before squirming to get back into his usual sleeping position, then tugged you close. You snuggled into him and brought the blanket up again, this time comforted by the knowledge that Slim could chase your nightmares away.
“I love you,” you whispered. You pressed a kiss to the thin t-shirt covering his sternum.
His arm around you squeezed gently. “love you too, darlin’.”
You fell asleep easily and your only dreams were of Slim.
#my writing#undertale fanfic#swapfell#swapfell papyrus#slim#slim/reader#reader is not given a gender
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On your header it says you ship Courfeyrac/Marius.... *kicks legs up and hugs a giant plushie* Tell me more? :D
Oh buddy. Ohhhh buddy. Thank you for this ask, and sorry in advance for the essay. I ship Courfius so much. I follow their ao3 tag so religiously that I can tell you that the last thing posted to it was on February 26 2021. I ship them platonically, romantically, angstily, fluffily, canon era, modern era, and every AU in between. They are so versatile.
I’m gonna be real tho, it was one of those things that started as a “haha what if” ship because of the lines like ‘come home with me’ and ‘i have come to sleep with you’ in the brick, and the fact that Courfeyrac gives Marius his old coat (a trope I cannot get enough of, I am so weak, oh my god,) and they were roommates. Oh my god they were roommates.
Marius falls under my all-time favourite character category of high intelligence, low wisdom. He is literally such a disaster of a human that I feel like the only person who could handle him is someone he can develop a close personal relationship to before he falls in love with them (i.e. Courfeyrac), so that the change is slow and gradual. This man cannot handle sudden change. Like at all. And then when he realizes he has feelings he’s shy about them.
Courfeyrac in my mind is someone who is a bit shallow when it comes to taste in people (and Marius is, unfortunately, Hot) and enjoys the pursuit of a relationship more than a relationship itself. He could flirt all he wanted but Marius is an oblivious dumbass about anyone’s feelings other than his own. That’s one hell of a pursuit. It’d be such a long game that he’d have time to develop Actual Feelings in the process.
So now you have a recipe for a pining disaster. They’re absolutely peak idiots friends-to-lovers, and I think the way it would happen is that they gradually push the boundaries of plausible deniability until one day they realize they’ve been dating for a while, now. You know. In the grand tradition of the slow burn.
-A fluffy concept with this as the groundwork: they move in together out of necessity as in canon, they become friends, they start sharing things. They make their plans around each other. They do that thing that longtime roommates do where they buy stuff for the house rather than themselves. They realize both their sleeping situations would be more comfortable with their two mattresses stacked back together like they’re supposed to be, and hey, it’s big enough for the two of them. Literally everyone else assumes they’re partners by now, and it takes someone casually dropping that fact in conversation for them to realize it themselves.
-Angstiness comes entirely from canon era and Courfeyrac dying on the barricade. And there are Options. If Marius falls in love with Courfeyrac and not with Cosette, he never meets Valjean and thus they both die on the barricade. If Marius falls in love with Cosette and not Courfeyrac (i.e. the canon timeline), Courfeyrac’s feelings go unrequited, and Marius either finds out way too late or not at all. If Marius falls in love with Courfeyrac and Cosette, Valjean still saves Marius, but doesn’t know about Courfeyrac and Marius has to keep living in the knowledge of what he had a chance at.
-I had this whole campy modern AU idea in which Courfeyrac and les amis are theatre actors in the musical Napoleon (a real show) with Courfeyrac playing the titular character, and Marius simps for Napoleon in the way that some Hamilton fans did for the founding fathers. He stage-doors at a show and tells them like, “you made me realize the brilliance of the real man!” or something and Courfeyrac is like “I do not condone this guy’s actions in the slightest but I love that for you?” cue a modern version of Marius’ post-être libre crisis. They fall in love and stuff too but I really haven’t figured that part out yet.
Idk if I’ll have time to write that last one (currently working on a completely different Courfius AU for the banguette) but it, along with the very concept of this ship, exists in my mind rent-free.
Anyway, TL;DR I’m love them.
#this was gonna be three lines but then i kept talking#all i do is be gay and wish for more courfeyrac/marius content#thank u for this ask and letting me just spill all my feelings out#courfius#sh*t percy says#the courfius agenda#is-it-mungojerry-or-rumpelteazer
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20 Questions - Writer’s Edition
Tagged by @lambourngb thank you! 💗
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
81 total, mostly Les Mis and RNM.
2. What's your total AO3 word count?
1,557,760 holy shit I’ve written over a million words 😵
3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?
On AO3, not counting the universes I’ve written fusions with, there are seven: Les Mis, Roswell New Mexico, Merlin, MCU, Young Avengers, X-Men, and Vikings.
On ff.net, nine more: Teen Titans, Xiaolin Showdown, Transformers, Naruto, Narnia, Hellboy, Artemis Fowl, Lord of the Flies, and Skins.
Some fics are on both, but when I moved to AO3 I mostly left the ones I didn’t think were good enough to expose to a new audience. And gone from the internet forever (probably) is the Maximum Ride fanfic I wrote and posted to a forum back in the day. RIP that fic.
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
from one side to the other (Les Mis, exr soulmate oneshot)
sentimental you and faithful me (Les Mis, exr bodyswap oneshot)
Just Another Guy With A Bow (Avengers, Clint/Coulson, Clint origin fic)
potentially lovely, perpetually human (Les Mis, exr empath!Enjolras)
This brave new world’s not like yesterday (Les Mis, exr the bowling alley fic)
5. What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?
If there’s a rocket, tie me to it is one of the first Les Mis fics I wrote, and it’s uhhhh very canon in that everyone dies. In my head it was kind of a partner fic to <a pattern in the system> A Bullet In The Gun, which was also a dystopia fic, but that one had a happy ending, and I wanted to go again and have the canon ending for Les Amis. And I think that might have been the last unhappy ending I ever wrote? I like happier endings way better!
6. What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?
Basically all of them have happy endings, especially the long ones that actually have plots! But I’m going to pick Finding You, because I skidded canon to the left to force events into happiness before tragedy could ever strike, and spun that out into a nice long roadtrip with lots of happiness and love and friendship, ending on a great big optimistic note that everyone’s future would be just as happy and unstruck by tragedy. I reread chunks of this fic all the time for the good vibes.
7. Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the craziest one you've written?
I’ve written a bunch of fusions, but I think the only one that actually counts as a crossover is Fighting the Hurricane, which is a Les Mis/Pacific Rim fic. I’m not sure if my Les Mis/Oglaf fic is a crossover or a fusion, but it’s definitely the craziest one I’ve written just because Oglaf itself is so off the wall - Sharpshooter.
8. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
I looooooove writing smut, of all kinds. I’ve written a lot of bdsm smut in particular for Les Mis, and weirdly almost none for RNM, idk what that’s about.
9. Do you respond to comments, why or why not?
I usually do these days, though on multi-chap fics if I’m posting a chapter a day or similarly quickly, I’ll wait and reply only the last chapter. I didn’t used to reply to comments at all unless they were particularly stand-out or asked a question, which was following the example of other writers, more than anything else. I also had the notion that people do sometimes use the number of comments on a fic as a metric to judge whether to give it a go or not, and replies massively skew that count.
I reply now, or try to. Um, confused widgeon, if you’re reading this, I’m sorry I haven’t replied to your comments from July 2020 yet. They were too nice and I got overwhelmed. One day I’ll get to them!
10. Have you ever received hate on a fic?
Lol yes, I was weirdly pleased and immediately deleted it.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not as far as I know.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
I’ve had a couple of people ask about it before, but idk if it went anywhere.
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
I co-wrote very bad Transformers fic with my best friend in secondary school and we had a great time. Shout out @scythling! Since then though, no. I’m too precious over creative control, I think, and I quite like writing in a vacuum.
14. What's your all time favourite ship to write for?
Of all time is tricky. Enjolras/Grantaire will have to take the trophy though, I think. They’re iconic!
15. What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?
I have a bunch I’ve abandoned and accepted that I’ve abandoned, too many to list, so I’m not counting those because I know I’m never finishing them. Of the ones that are still in my WIP folders...there are also too many to list, but only a handful I’d be sad about never coming back to. I think the main one is probably Underground Dreaming, which would be very difficult to finish for multiple reasons, the main one being that I always envisioned it as open-ended. But I am sad that I stalled out on posting more than a few fics in that series. Too much research can kill the muse!
16. What are your writing strengths?
Dialogue and spooky atmospheres. Love me a spooky atmosphere.
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
I use ‘grinned’ way too much. Dialogue tags in general, but ‘grinned’ in particular. And I’ve developed a real problem with length, where I’ve become almost incapable of writing short fic. Which isn’t necessarily bad, exactly - length is needed for some of the stories I want to tell, but being concise isn’t something that comes naturally to me anymore.
18. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?
Language barriers are one of my favourite things to write, actually, but because I’m very much not fluent in anything but English, I shy away from putting in actual words from other languages. I’d much rather have a whole exchange or speech in another language actually written all in English, with the difference indicated either by outright saying the character/s are speaking in another language or by altering the grammar and sentence structure.
19. What was the first fandom you wrote for?
Either Teen Titans or Xiaolin Showdown.
20. What's your favourite fic you've written?
Shadow Work is something I’m going to be proud of till I die, probably.
I think a lot of people have already been tagged so uhhhhhh if you haven’t done it already or want to @beautifulcheat @sugarfey @im-the-punk-who @gritkitty @maeglinthebold @daughterofelros @dotsayers
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When All Is Said And Done
⚠️stop! have you read part one, the winner takes it all yet? if not, click the link and read it cause idk if this will make much sense!
Summary: You slowly repair you relationship with Reggie as you get closer to the end of the show.
Category: high school au, musical au?
Fandom: JATP
Paring: Reggie x Reader
Word Count: 1.5k
Warnings/Includes: mentions of cheating
A/N: this is for @reggiepetersappreciationweek day 5? whatever yesterday was, i have a trash memory, and i forgot to post this so... whoops!
(also @williexmercer asked to be tagged in this so.... ta da?)
Mandatory Thanking of the Betas: ahhhh ty so so much @wrhen for helping me give this story the ending it deserved, i had no idea how to end it, so thank you!
AO3 link here (nope)
Please don’t repost my work without my permission, in part or whole. My work can also be found on AO3 under the same username. Thank you!
Here's to us
One more toast
And then we'll pay the bill
Closing night was always a sad thing. But after the last three months, all of the drama, and the nightmares… You could tell that the smile on Reggie’s face was his, and he was happy. Truly happy.
Deep inside
Both of us
Can feel the autumn chill
“Y/N, I’m sorry. I’ll be better. I want to explain, so I’ll be at our spot at 7 pm tomorrow.” You listened to his voicemail over and over, trying to decide if you should trust him this time. You got one of these voicemails every week on Monday. It had been a month since “the incident” and he wasn’t giving up.
“Y/N, I’m sorry. I’ll be-” You tossed your phone at the wall as hard as possible, but with your bad luck it landed on the soft white sheets of your bed and you let out a scream. It was loud and heart-wrenching, and you collapsed into the shag carpet. The soft blue carpet he had bought for you when you found out you had landed the role.
And from your spot on the floor, there was the photo of the two of you that you had framed after your second date. When you knew he was the one. He had taken you to the fair, and one of his friends had come over to take a photo of the two of you, but someone had bumped into him, and there was a ton of bright pink cotton candy in his hair. That was your favorite moment with him.
You rolled over, and like a bad omen, your phone played the voicemail again. “Y/N, I’m sorry. I’ll be better. I want to explain, so I’ll be at our spot at 7 pm tomorrow.” You had crawled onto your bed to turn it off when you heard him whisper something he hadn’t in any of the other voicemails. “I love you.”
As you lay down to sleep that night, your brain looped his words. I love you, I love you, I love you. I. Love. You.
He hadn’t ever said it before.
Birds of passage
You and me
We fly instinctively
The cast all had slight tears in their eyes. Most of them were seniors, including you and Reggie, so this was your last show at a school you had grown to love.
When the summer's over
And the dark clouds hide the sun
Neither you nor I'm to blame
“Y/N and Reggie.” Your science teacher moved on and continued calling out other pairs to work together.
He moved to where you were sitting. It seemed as if his personality had changed. He was no longer the confident, happy boy you knew, but a shy, quiet one. “I- I can ask for a different partner. You probably don’t, don’t want to work with me.” His eyes were transfixed on the desk.
You don’t know what led you to do this, but you slipped a finger under his chin and tilted his face to look at you. “We have 5 minutes left in this period, and then we have rehearsal. You have that long to come up with a convincing argument as to why I should trust you, go it?”
He nodded softly, and you released his face. Now you had that long to figure out if you should trust him again.
As the bell rang you began to pack up your stuff when a note fell out of your bag. You picked it up and began to read it.
“Y/N. I kissed him. I’m not trying to cover for him, it’s the honest truth.” You looked up at your teacher.
“Y/L/N, get to rehearsal, or at least get out of my classroom.”
“Yeah, sorry!” You said, hurrying out of her classroom. You stepped into the hall, and you continued to read the note.
“I know it sounds like I’m covering for him. I’m not. I came into his dressing room, I kissed him. (I’ll spare you the details) But you two are an amazing couple, and he’s been a mess without you. There’s a hole in his heart that only you can fix.”
And just like the “I love you,” those last words rang in your head through rehearsal.
“There’s a hole in his heart that only you can fix.”
When all is said and done
In our lives
We have walked
Some strange and lonely treks
He crossed the stage and looked back at you. The strength it would take the entire cast to not laugh like children would be incredible.
Slightly worn
But dignified
And not too old for sex
We're still striving for the sky
No taste for humble pie
“Thank you.” He said, passing you a coke. “The pie will be out in a second.”
The booth in the back of the diner was a quiet one, but there were so many memories here. Your first date, your first kiss, Reggie asking you to be his girlfriend, and getting cast as Donna and Sam. You had found out sitting in this booth.
The waitress came over. “Two slices of apple pie, enjoy you two,” She said, with a little wink.
You took a fork and stabbed the pie like an enemy. “Talk.”
“I didn’t mean to. She came in, and she started it, I-” You shoved some pie in his mouth. His face was alarmed for a second, and then he smiled.
“Not about that, idiot, about the project. We have to present tomorrow.” You took a bite of your pie.
“I thought…” He was lost in thought for a moment and then he spoke. “I was thinking we could alternate slides? Or if you just want to do the chunks you wrote, that’s cool too!” He said, eating some more of his pie.
“That sounds good, we can alternate slides. Also, could you help me with my math homework? I’m- well, I’ve got a D. Can you help me? I brought it with me if you want to now, I have it with me, or we can do it later?” You rambled off.
“Scooch over,” He said, standing up. As you did, he sat down next to you. “Okay, pull it out, and show me what you’re struggling with. We’re not leaving till you have it down.”
He smiled at you, and you knew you were back to normal now. Or at least, a new normal.
Thanks for all your generous love
And thanks for all the fun
Neither you nor I'm to blame
As he sang that line, you both glanced into the audience where your former-best-friend-now-acquaintance sat. Your relationship had healed over the last month. He and you were clearer, and when/if anything happened, you both gave each other a chance to explain your side of the story. It was better now.
When all is said and done
It's so strange
When you're down
And lying on the floor
“Okay look up when you open your eyes,” He said, removing his hands from your face. You looked out at the beautiful rolling hills and then up. Up to the sky, and the shining stars. You gasped as you saw them, each one more beautiful than the last.
“Woah, Reggie this is so beautiful, I-” You turned around to face him. He had a picnic all laid out. There was a full apple pie and ice cream, along with a bunch of your favorite sweets and some popcorn and pretzels.
“Reggie, when did you have the time for this? It’s almost tech week,” You said as you sat down next to him. “Not that I’m ungrateful but seriously, when did you-” He cut you off as he stuck a bit of pie in your mouth.
“Did you?” He nodded. “You bought a full pie from the diner?” You smiled at him so big. And it was a wonderful night.
How you rise
Shake your head
Get up and ask for more
Clear-headed and open-eyed
With nothing left untried
Standing calmly at the crossroads
No desire to run
“I’m scared Alex.” It was Reggie’s voice you heard as you walked up to the garage. Over the past 2 and a half months, your relationship had changed, and now, it was the Saturday before tech week.
You froze outside the garage as you listened to Reggie.
“I- I, I messed it all up before, and I keep feeling like I’m gonna mess up again,” Reggie said. His voice was shaking if it was even possible for a voice to do that.
“Reg,” Alex said. “What happened wasn’t your fault. They came in and kissed you.”
“I should’ve stopped it. I should have stopped them.”
“Reggie, she forgave you. And trust me, Y/N wouldn’t be with you if she thought you had done it on purpose.”
You knocked on the garage door. “Reg, you in there? We’re gonna be late to rehearsal!”
“Yeah- yeah, I’m coming, I’ll meet you in the car babe!” He hollered back.
There's no hurry anymore
When all is said and done
Then he did something unexpected. Something unscripted. You just felt him pulling you in and dipping you down, and for a moment in one amazing kiss, the audience wasn’t there.
You pulled away, smiling and breathless as the audience cheered.
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Writing An Otome Isekai Thingy
Anyway, as the title states, I'm writing an otome isekai thingy! I didn't know where else to post this (besides r/otomeisakai), so here I am. I'm writing one for 3 reasons.
A- I’m very bored. :(
B- My brother rec me one of these things a few months ago; I've descended into the rabbit hole ever since.
C- Writer's block! I wanna write for my fanfics, but my brain said no. Maybe if I write OG content it can get my creative juices going and I can finally go back to working on updates.
Had a couple of ideas for a story and had my brother pick one by random.
The 'guy gets reincarnated as the yandere capture target' idea got picked.
My general idea is that a guy who’s an Otaku and reads/watches romance series as a guilty pleasure gets reincarnated into an otome. He actually played the otome he’s in bc his younger sister basically nagged him to bc she wanted someone to talk to about it.
He realizes though that he woke up as the baby version of Shamus Hendell, the yandere capture target of Yellow Rose of Amarea.
Yanderes don’t typically become yanderes through a loving family and a good life, so of course this character had a tragic anime backstory and goes through maybe hardships in his life before ending up in the academy where the game starts.
The MC realizes this and is freaking out, bc he doesn’t want to deal with the series of horrible events that the OG character went through.
I like series where the Protag kisses up others to survive bc even if they’re appealing to others, typically they are the ones who have others wrapped around their fingers. (And for some reason that’s assuming to me.)
So he kinda ends up doing that. He seeks out the other capture targets, and the heroine and villainess. Mostly to get them on his side. His thought process is, ‘if I can’t really protect myself, why not get ppl in higher places to do it for me?’
And it does work as he gets very chummy with the 2nd prince who’s the one that gets him out of the bad situation first. And bc he has the attention of the second prince, he’s able to meet some of them other characters.
There’s a few characters he won't meet until the academy arc, but most of the important characters he’ll meet around here.
For instance, there’s the commoner character who got into the school through scholarships or bc he has high/rare magic skills or whatever. He’s also one of the capture targets. The MC doesn’t want to find him bc he wants his guy on his side, but bc he knows this guy is actually batshit crazy. He wants to find him earlier to stop him from blah blah that the guy does in all his endings. But he cannot find him until then bc this dude is a commoner and the MC is still technically a part of high society. So it was basically impossible to find him.
This is going to be a big anxiety of the MC once he’s in a more comfortable position. Knowing that this guy in the future will try to do smth very drastic and dangerous, is still out there.
The MC will try to appeal to important characters by acting weak and soft, like, a crybaby a guess? He wants to seem like a little rabbit to others. And to his utter surprise, it fucking works. (He’s taking advantage of his softboi looks, as the character was designed to look feminine and non-threatening so fans during the hype wouldn’t be able to tell the character was going to be a yandere. And therefore making the fact like, a plot twist in the game as Shamus comes off as a quite n’ shy guy at first.)
He forms a bromance with the 2nd prince. After some stuff happens he befriends the villainess who ends up crushing on him. The villainess big bro who’s a siscon is chill w/ him since his sister likes him. But is very much in the mindset that if the MC hurts his sis in any way, he’s never gonna see the light of day. The heroine falls for him very quickly which is actually off-putting for him. (The joke is that she’s airheaded & kinda dumb. She just has a very cheerful personality by default. The reasoning is that that’s how marketing portrayed her and since she’s supposed to be a blank slate that’s just what her personality turned into.) The heroine 100% has her bangs covering her eyes.
The MC leaves a powerful impression on the short cute boy (who’s actually a meanie) and later in the academy arc has this weird anime admiration for him. You know what I’m talking about. The commoner, while harboring a hatred for the aristocrats and nobles, respects the MC to an extent later turning into a crush. (That of which will absolutely give the MC whiplash.)
Two characters who are mobs in the game become the MC’s normal friends when he feels like the personality of the main characters are too much. Maybe he has more mob friends idk yet, but two of the ones he adored as characters the most both end up having crushes on him. One girl, one boy.
5 ppl will like-like him. Perfectly balanced as all things should be.
He definitely takes advantage of this lmao. (In like, a protection squad way, not harem.)
Maybe I’ll even have two of the girls lose interest bc they realize they like each other,,,, Have a lilly aside romance,,,, You know bc,,,gurls pretty,,,,
My need for sapphic content aside, ultimately my goal is to have fun while writing this and confuse the heck hacky out of my readers on who the true love interest will be. >:)
I guess I’ll mostly be writing this with a wattpad audience in mind??? (But it’s mostly just for fun so who knows.)
Since AO3 is more oriented to fanfics, my Quotev is the physical manifestation of a dead goldfish in a bowl, and I don’t think this is smth the ppl on FictionPress would like to read about… So yeah, my Wattpad audience it is. I have no choice.
I’m still on the 1st ch as I keep revising my outline. I at least want a solid outline of the first arc before I post anything. Imma try and attempt constant updates but to do so I need to know wtf I’m doing. So all this jazz is subject to change.
And just to let you know how the tone of the story will be (for most of it, the 1st arc is definitely going to be more serious), the title for chapter 1 is ‘Sorry Truck-kun, You’ve Been Replaced’ since he died by choking on an apple instead of being hit by a truck.
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Fic Writer Review -tag game
Thank you @recurring-polynya for tagging me! I wish I could say I’m a Pisces so I love talking about myself, but I think that’s just a core personality trait at this point so! Let’s go!
1. How many fics on AO3?
17 Bleach fics (but many of them are short enough to be drabbles), 1 The Mandalorian fic, and 1 DC Comics fic under my pseud that I created specifically for Jason Todd. zabiume is where I fawn over Orihime and lazarus is where I fawn over Jason -- hence the distinction.
2. Total AO3 word count?
219,317 over two years but there are some fics I wrote that are only on Tumblr so maybe I’d add a couple 100-500 words to that? It did say AO3 word count, though, so maybe not.
3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?
I used to write for the TV shows Psych and Supernatural when I was really little but I never posted it anywhere lol. I’d say the fandoms I wrote the most for were Bleach and the 80s Batfamily, which was my favorite Batfamily era and probably still is. I don’t write fic as much as I read fic, so there are some fandoms I really, really love but never actually wrote for like the Spiderverse fandom, or the Death Note fandom (lol, don’t judge me). I probably write for Bleach the most.
4. Top Five by Kudos?
six hearts beat as one (164)
Make My Wish Come True (120)
The Epic Highs and Lows of Ghost-Hunting (102)
with you, anything is pawsible (100)
Tell You My Sins (97)
I’ve got a higher kudos count on my old Batfamily account I think, but I will not plug that here because I’m embarrassed and want to leave it in the paaaast.
5. Do you respond to comments, why/why not?
Absolutely! I feel grateful when people take the time out to leave a comment so I try my best to reply to all of them. Sometimes people might be binge-reading my longer fanfics and commenting on every single chapter (which is fun) but I don’t know if I’m supposed to reply to all of them so I might have just replied to the earliest/latest one and thanked them for all of it. Sometimes I get comments that are only emojis/in languages I don’t speak, and I don’t know what the proper etiquette is to reply to those but trust me I saw them and they made me vvv warm :’) I never reply on ff.net because I have no idea how that website works lmao but I get a lot more reviews there than I do on AO3 so it’s always exciting to post there even though the formatting makes me cry.
6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?
I don’t write a lot of fics with angsty endings as much as I do with angsty beginnings and middles, but the ending for Tell You My Sins is something I still get a few comments about saying “Oh my god!! How could you leave it there!!! Why do you hate me!!!” but I’d say that was more of a bittersweet, yearning ending than an angsty one, but who knows!
7. Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the craziest one you’ve written?
I don’t write crossovers, but I have a lot of them in my head; my most buckwild one is probably Mom!Orihime Inoue/Mom!Talia Al Ghul but I’m not going to go into it unless someone actually wants to hear it sfjfjjf
8. Have you received hate on a fic?
Once? It wasn’t hate, per se, it was just the condescending brand of “oh I like your writing, but I’d like it better if you wrote [ship name] instead” which is...a bit annoying but I generally get a lot of kind comments from people I know here/on ff.net/on AO3 so I can’t complain.
9. Do you write smut?
In theory
10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not that I know of.
11. Ever had a fic translated?
Someone asked if they could translate my fic and post it on a Brazillian fanfic website, but I kind of hesitated because I had to make an account there and I didn’t want to make an account I don’t actually use, so I refused :/ We’re still talking about having it up on AO3, though, so you never know!
12. Ever co-written a fic before?
I’m very shy/self-indulgent so I usually do everything myself (both writing and editing). The most I’ve collaborated with people is when they send me prompts or I send them prompts. Hehe.
13. All-time favourite ship?
IchiHime, if we’re talking romantic, but if platonic relationships count then nothing will ever beat Bruce Wayne & Jason Todd for me!
14. What’s a WIP you want to finish, but don’t think you ever will?
Technically, Epic Highs and Lows is a WIP, but it’s not a WIP I want to finish, so no? I’ve made my peace with giving up on that one but I still get a few comments every now and then asking for an update (I’m sorry).
15. What are your writing strengths?
I think I’m good at describing feelings, and how much characters care about each other. I’ve been told I’m good at writing the relationships between characters, too, but if I had to pinpoint one strength I’d say it’s probably...my characterization? Characterization is pretty subjective but I’d say I like that I write characters exactly the way I see them. Sometimes I might write a light-hearted fic and go, “This could have been an excellent premise for a filler episode if Studio Pierrot weren’t absolute cowards” but I think that’s a bit egotistical.
16. What are your writing weaknesses?
I’m not very good at writing Plot/World-building, and my best fics are generally born from a short-term, situational idea, rather than a long-term fic that spans over chapters and chapters or across series. I don’t have a distinct writing style, which is something that bothers me sometimes, because I feel like I don’t have any Trademarks(tm) that would make a reader go, “Oh, yeah, that’s a Zabiume fic.” I feel like that makes my writing forgettable idk. I get very excited about sharing my fics with my readers so I hurry on the editing sometimes and might end up overlooking a tiny spelling error here and there, but that is just because I am excited to share my things with you guys okay!!! I’m a Golden Retriever.
17. What are your thoughts of writing dialogue in other languages?
Hmm, this is an interesting one. Since I write a lot of IchiHime fics, I feel like the honorifics make a lot of difference in their relationship i.e the tenderness that comes from calling someone by their last name, especially if you’re shy. I mean, the whole reason Ichigo calling Orihime by her first name in the epilogue is so special is because of how long it took for them to get there. I’m also fond of how softly Masakazu Morita says “Inoue” so now I can’t unhear it when I read the manga/write fic lolol. I’m Asian (and obviously I don’t want to generalize because there are. many countries in Asia) but my culture has a few similarities with the Japanese culture and some of my aunts call their husbands by their last names+honorific sometimes after marriage as a joke/term of endearment so that’s why I think I use the honorific sometimes, but mostly I don’t. Depends on the context. I’m not from Japan, but I’m not from America either, so I try to avoid “culturizing” my fic too much and keep it like,,,as universal as possible but I do try to do my research to the best of my abilities and not offend anyone. If I mess up somewhere, I’d love for people to correct me/teach me, though. Mostly I just write in English.
18. First fandom you wrote for?
I wrote Psych fanfic on MS Word and made my sister read it when I was like, ten I think. Mostly I just wrote fic in my head and never posted it anywhere because I’m horribly shy.
19. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?
My favorite fic I’ve written ever is my Batman fanfic, All the Memories Left By the Day, but my favorite fic I’ve written for Bleach would probably be my five lifetimes, one love series because I’m having a lot of fun writing it and roll back, like press and rewind, which is a fanfic where Ichigo Gets Pegged by Orihime.
Tagging: @ulquiorracifer, but no pressure! If any of my followers want to do this, you can just say I tagged you :)
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I'm sorry about the hate you've been getting for the wonderful series that is reckless. I respect you setting boundaries for yourself and protecting your mental health. Um. I did want to suggest something in case there was a part of you that still wanted to finish the story. Why not take away the anonymous feature? People get really bold when they know they're name won't be involved. It would probably completely fix that problem. Or perhaps finishing the series on ao3? Your comments there are always pretty lovely (and the anon thing applies there aswell). I only say this because your series is one of the best things on Tumblr and I'm sorry I didn't praise it enough to outshine the hate.
ooooh 🧐 the reason i don’t take off my anon feature is bcos the anons are meant for people who are shy yet wanna say something nice or share something to me, its not a place for haters at all but yknow, they would still do that. but yeah i kept the anons for the anons i DO want to interact with! and i plan on finishing reckless someday but definitely not soon enough, and the rest of the chapters (the entire story basically) would be shared exclusively to my server where my friends are. altho idk hahaha rn it just makes me have a bad taste for the series so i dont wanna do anything with it atm
i consider ao3 too, i could keep posting there but anything to do with updating reckless is just not anywhere on my priority list atm 😔 i really did love the story and enjoyed it, i was so excited for it but it also brought me sm negativity long before ch8 (i think the amount of crap people gave me for it started in chapter four. the next updates were still enjoyable, but i had my last straw yesterday.) and thank you sm baby, i’m happy to know you enjoyed it 💕
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Hiii! I was wondering if you had any fluffy fic recs? If you use AO3 and have any recs from there that would be nice too! Thank you!!!
AHDJSJD. okay I honestly do not mind giving out fic recs. Just for starters tho I do have a fic rec blog @knightofreaders !! You can also search through my blog with the tag “ameris’ fic recs”
Otherwise for now I’ll rec some AO3 ones and tumblr ones rn!! Mostly AO3 because you can find the tumblr ones on my rec account. I’m just giving recs I can think of off the top of my head rn. I’m sure I’m missing some.
Some of them might actually be GN!reader and not fem!Reader. I may have fucked up when labeling. Hmm.
Also I curse a bit on this. a lot. LMAO also terrible spelling throughout. good luck.
Fly High, Baby! by beartea on AO3
180k+ || slowburn || series ; completed || reverse harem || fem!reader
This one is one of my favorites. I’ll probably go hunting for the post (here!) I made for it but I went so hard on my lil review. It’s a reverse harem, slow burn. But they have such a beautiful writing style and their characterizations are spot on. I don’t know if anyone else have ever understood these characters this well with how they break down the characters. Literally break them down, make them raw because they’re crying and you’re crying suddenly too. The MC is incredibly relatable IMO. She has a personality while also being written where you can relate to her. I see myself in her. But I also see my friends. And my friends are themself in her. And she’s annoying. And frustrating. And she’s human. Reverse harem includes: Ushijima Wakatoshi, Kuroo Tetsurou, Sugawara Koushi, Akaashi Keiji, Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru.
Times I’ve cried reading: probably like at least 5x. MC does have a given last name but that is because she’s adopted. Also, I’m not an Ushi fucker at all, but tea made me like,,, just love ushi,,, a lot
Ghosts We See by Renesis on AO3 // @renesis-jj here on tumblr
200k+ || slowburn || isekai || series ; ongoing || fem!reader || reverse harem
Another masterpiece, also a favorite. I think Ren does a great job world building, she truly makes it an experience and at this point I’m not even reading it for the haikyuu boys LOL. I absolutely love how she brings us into the story (as the MC or just as a reader) and submerses us into this world she created. she does a great job showing us the world rather than telling, keeping us in the dark like MC, and guiding us through the world like MC as well. Ren also has an incredible way of understanding the characters, even their alternate forms because at the core they’re all the same. But because the ones in the alternate world grew up in a harsher environment of sorts, they seem different. Harem includes: Ushijima Wakatoshi, Bokuto Koutarou, Kuroo Tetsurou, Miya Osamu, Miya Atsumu, Kita Shinsuke, Suna Rintarou, Oikawa Tooru
Ren has multiple side stories intertwined as well which makes it just absolutely amazing. I should ALSO mention, I was already an inarizaki fucker but Ren made me go oh shit. also the same as I said about Ushi from beartea, I was not an Ushi fucker but Ren also made me like him a lot more
Next Time by @\dorkyama (I am not tagging her I’m too shy lol)
??k+ || slowburn || exes to lovers || completed || fem!reader || Miya Osamu
UGH one of my favorite series (I keep saying that) for osamu this time. I love the way remy portrayed MC. She’s frustrating and annoying but so real. She also did a great job showing the relationship with MC and Osamu. It’s funny people were always angry at Osamu but personally I was always angry at MC. I think more so because I’d do what she’d do lol (i was going to add all the chapters word counts but lol)
Sugar Sweet series by @kuroos-babie
parent AU??? lol || ongoing || fem!reader || multiple
So this is actually connected to all of her single mom!headcanons. I haven’t read all of them but I DO know that the one’s I have read make my heart just throb. If you know me, you know how much I do Not Like Kids. Well it’s not that I don’t like them, it’s more like I would not want to be a parent lol. I’m fine with being that older figure someone looks up to, but not in a parent way,,, but like Chiqui makes me question it every so often LMAO. But I’d like to be the cool aunt or idk.
embroidered hearts by memento_amare on ao3
2.1k+ || one shot || strangers to friends to lovers || fem!reader || Sugawara Koushi
This is just insanely fluffy. And. It makes my heart cry with how cute it is. Because MC is scared of love and yet,,, Suga shows her it’s okay to be scared but to let herself love.
the comfort of your hand in mine by memento_amare on AO3
1.2k+ || one shot || childhood friends to lovers || fem!reader || Sugawara Koushi
Another fluffy one. I just loved it for the mutual pining and childhood friends to lovers and the revelation. Ugh. It’s also on tumblr now :3c
Read more because I have a lot lol.
Claustrophobia by melremade on AO3
11.2k+ || two shot || friends to lovers (?) || Sugawara Koushi || a lil spicy || fem!reader
I thought this one was cute LOL. Sugas adorable in here and it’s only a lil spicy cus it had a pretty detailed make out session
Miscellaneous by Thisisforthebest on ao3
?.?k+ || multiple parts || fem!reader || has some SPICEY moments but it’s cute fluff mostly.
This ones hard to group. This one has a bunch of stories split into parts throughout different chapters of this uhhhh AO3 fic? I’ve admittedly only read Suga’s and Oikawa’s. I love both and Oikawa’s is still unfinished. suga’s is childhood friends to lovers and ugh it’s just so cute. Oikawa’s is also cute and I wanna scream. There are also other characters on here, but I haven’t read them oops. I only was interested in Suga’s and Oikawa’s lol.
Drop the Guillotine by rosequartsy on ao3
13.7k+ || one shot || friends to lovers (?) || a lil SPICEY || fem!reader || Miya Osamu
I’ve gone back to this fic once or twice. It’s well written and it’s obvious about the pining going on in both sides and. Well I like it kol. And idk how to talk about it without giving out spoilers
All I Want by declaraso on AO3
44.5k+ || series ; completed || slow burn || childhood friends to lovers || fem!reader || Miya Osamu
The slow burn in this one was so FRUSTRATINF. and yet I kept reading because I loved it so much. You really want to bonk MC AND SAMU.
Crush like WOAH by herecomestroublr on AO3
9.2k+ || one shot || established relationship || fem!reader || Sugawara Koushi
HINATA goes to his two upperclassmen for help on confessing. And MC and suga explain their relationship development lol. This one was just really cute cus it focuses on Mc and suga but at the same time not.
too easy by @\kuroopaisen
3.2k+ || one shot || friends to lovers || Sugawara Koushi
Another fic I go back to a lot. I JSUT love friends to lovers. And I can see how this relationship developed so well and realistically??? Because there were moments in there I could relate to with my former relationships lol
pillow fort rituals by @\kuroopaisen
3.9k+ || one shot || childhood friends to lovers || Kuroo Tetsurou
My one single kuroo rec on here. lol. Well not counting the reverse harems. Anyways this one I absolutely LOVED. it was just well written and it was another type of relationship I’d want, one that kinda eases into one from friendship. I love that shit. I also think about this one a lot. I also enjoy this one a whole lot because, well, I like the idea of a relationship developing naturally in a way where there are no declarations of love or likes. It just happens and you know it’s there and the other knows its there. and maybe eventually you both do talk about it but. it’s there.
Can you guys tell I have a strong preference towards gray haired characters 🤡🤡 and can you tell what my favorite tropes are ajdhajjd
Anyway I’m sure some of these you may have already seen. But these are my absolute favorite. Or maybe they are ones you’ve seen while scrolling through AO3 or tumblr but never gave a chance because I dunno. Some ARE long which is understandable. But hopefully this will convince you because hngngh
#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu fluff#sugawara koushi x reader#I really do have a type and a trope I love. type being gray haired characters and most of the time suga lol#I tried keeping it short#I didn’t want to do a readmore but#I had to#PLEASE I implore you guys to check these out#they’re my favorites#I definitely go back to#thinking about them#so much lok#ameris’ fic recs#anon bb!!#not using the normal ask response tag because#THIS ONE JS SI GOOD SJDSJJD#only giving it two x reader tags because LMFAO#it's mostly suga anyway oops
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