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Find Tom: Part 2

(a little new art too)

The whole "soccer era" Tom was the push I needed to jump back into a Tom fic, although I am by far much more comfortable just sticking with Loki. I hope this isn't cringey. It’s not that great but I feel like it needs to be posted. 😑

⚠️It's mature so no under 18 readers!

❤️It's a love poem with not a lot of plot!

☠️I used some new smutty words

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Read Find Tom Part 1

He had stayed an extra week-you had called in to work with hope and a prayer you wouldn’t lose your job.

How could you have known that the remarkable business of bedding a movie star not only included being passionately taken on every mid-modern furnishing capable of withstanding Tom’s athleticism but also came replete with nuanced discussions of such things as little-known facets of British history?

A mere night with this man would have been impossible. His words alone filled the time so completely while his cock took up the rest of the hours left in the day. You needed a lifetime but would have to settle for a week. You also felt like Tom’s spare thoughts were enough to earn him a second Cambridge degree.

You often found yourself pouring strong coffee between glasses of Cab to keep your mind sharp enough to ask intelligent follow-up questions. Which you always did. It was impossible not to notice how his conversational ability effervesced through him, a surging sparkle that galvanized in his eyes, creating a disproportionate lure and the impulse to return the enchanting discourse in kind. Over the course of the week, you had time to observe how many of Tom’s features would appear as backdrops to his emotions.

Like the plane of his nose, its pristine alpine slope, when he was grinding his hips into you. Or how his smile consumed half of his face while his lips found yours.

His eyes were mesmerizing vehicles of his intellect like twin comets streaking the sky. You had to watch them. You couldn’t take your own eyes off them. He saw not only you but what was beyond you, possibly what you would become. He had a witchy sense.

Also, strangely when you least expected it, a pallor of sadness would also occasionally descend between your bodies. A departure from his enthusiastic nature that usually led the way. It was clear something had made a lasting impact on him. Was it another woman? A situation? Strife of the elite? Champagne problems that you could never understand. You wanted to ask him to tell you, but you let the sadness be a silent companion to your passion.

All this revelation was amplified in the vintage quiet of the Sea Ranch cottage you had all to yourselves.

That first night, he took you easily. Perhaps embarrassingly easy. After all, you’d been wet since you saw him from across the crowded room. An uncomfortable distraction while you talked about your lives and listened to the quartet play The Lark Ascending in the main room of the after-party. Something about the tender violin and his deep voice from a place far away. The details. The decorations, wild peach-colored streamers blowing in the ocean wind battering the rafters. A hum in your ears.

The way he leaned in closer when you knew he could hear you. You’d swallow him up if given the chance. Later at his Sea Ranch cottage, what felt like an eternity after so much conversation and ephemera, you were finally a crumpled passionate mess. You remember looking down and seeing him finally enter you, the implications, the spectacle.

You felt your breath leave and never quite return.

Later as dawn coursed through and put the evening to rest, Tom made sure to use the California poppy napkins to tidy you both up but stopped himself short of a full janitorial protocol. There was something a little wicked about his disregard. He liked seeing you wrecked. He liked seeing the lingering elements of the sex you just had, still on you. He didn’t want to make things too neat. You felt exposed but did not want to assemble a wall between you.

The instinct was that of vulnerability. Only sometimes found in casual romance. Only sometimes experienced by you.

By Tuesday, Tom’s effulgent historical discourse had fully found its way into your conversation yet again. You sat on the ocean-facing porch in two aging red deck chairs, a temptation for Tom’s fingers. He easily peeled off their flaking paint and collected it into a neat pile on the property’s 1972 glass Sands Hotel ashtray.

He would continue to move the small pile around with his long finger mixing the chipped paint with the singed tobacco and marijuana wrappings from the day for the hours you talked. Tom would grow quiet only when he rolled his own cigarettes one-handed.

You wondered if he smoked back in London or only when on holiday or business, or as an affront to suffocating California standards of healthy living. The sea wind picked up and moved through his rust-colored hair, salt air conjuring it into full attention.

Apparently, he had forgotten his blow dryer, but now, surprisingly, he seemed besotted with his curls. He ran his hands through them as he resumed your previous conversation.

You tried not to lose your concentration on the details. Tom’s mental ephemera began to have a companion in the details of his being you were collecting in the hallows of your own mind. Topics spun wildly from one to another but often fell back into history and philosophy. You prided yourself in keeping up, even if you had to use the cottage's old ethernet cable and early 2000s PC to look up “ontology.”

"British history is rife with privileged white opportunists, wouldn't you say?" His words were intended for both the relentless waves below and you as he stared off into the inky distance. That was quite the conversation shift. You had both just been talking about Steinerberg, Switzerland. He’d been while filming The Night Manager. He went on.

"Take William Bennett, for example, a complete ass."

"William Bennett?" Repeating his choice of subject often gave you a few vital seconds to collect your thoughts.

"Indeed. He essentially earned his fame from an aquatint print of the New York City fire in 1836. The untold story is that he bought the original sketch from an impoverished Italian artist, Nicolino Calyo. Calyo was there amidst the 700 homes succumbing to flames. Bennett essentially duplicated it, and therefore, as a wealthy, idle British artist, he managed to elude any consequences." You scrunched your nose in a silent response before replying.

"And Calyo?" you finally ventured, already anticipating Tom's reply.

"Naturally, he ended up dead and destitute. The old D and D, if you will.”

You laughed but felt a parallel emerge within you. Your life seemed uncomfortably akin to Nicolino Calyo's. Your mind raced - was Tom, beneath his casual Louis Vuitton button-down, a modern William Bennett? Your thoughts looped back to yesterday's breathy exchange after you’d gone down on him and where you confessed that after a long hiatus, you'd begun painting again. Was he secretly archiving the ideas you'd shared about your nascent series, ready to unearth them during his leisure in Margate - a place allegedly sharing the "spirit and design" of Sea Ranch? While Tom moved your things inside as the chill of the evening overtook you both, your mind was fixated on your previous conversation.

In your carnally vexed state, you'd unveiled your infatuation with the hues of mint green, adobe red, and translucent pink. His curiosity had been particularly piqued by "adobe," which led to a discourse on the disparity between the tangible "true adobe" and the digitized shade we've now associated with the word.

He reflected on his time in New Mexico during the filming of the first Thor movie, where he was first introduced to the color scheme of the American Southwest. It had been a captivating conversation that moved fast. An image of Tom as a reincarnated William Bennett, unveiling his own mint green and adobe masterpiece at a glitzy auction event eight years from now felt lodged in your mind.

Apparently, this emerging anxiety of trusting such a departure from your usual type of lover was hard. None of your other partners would still an idea you had for a painting and make millions from it, but of course, neither would Tom. You were becoming irrational. You poured yourself a new glass of wine, emptying another bottle. Closing your eyes for a moment by yourself while Tom assembled the next part of your evening with his usual intentionality intact, even if he didn’t catch your mood. He tracked even the tiniest details in the short time you’d spent together. You wondered if his sadness had descended, preventing him from noticing.

The next day you made love in the early morning hours, savoring his body. He was deeply asleep his naked luminosity shining against the white of the sheets. Tom still smelled like the rosemary he had picked from the bushes out front. You had watched him in his running shorts and nothing else, springs of rosemary in his hands.

He remarked about how wild rosemary doesn’t grow in England; at least, he didn’t think so. He joked he would take some of it back in his suitcase. He’d smell like California. He’d smell like privileged things like taking an extra week off. At that moment, you had felt his lineage as if a halo surrounded him - an impenetrable force field.

The afternoon found you both in the living room, wrapped in tartan blankets, partaking in an improvised indoor picnic. Tom had run a 10-mile round trip to Jenner's only grocery store. The sight of him returning with baguettes, ham, brie, and more wine bottles settled his existence in your mind as a true enigma. His sweaty, proud smile covered his face completely as held the baguette up to the sky in a triumphant cheer. You ran to him and held him around his middle.

You always loved the way tall skinny guys felt. It was a too-familiar gesture for such a casual situation, you tried to pull back, but he nestled his head into the crook of your shoulder. You closed your eyes and heard only the ambient sound of birds.

The morning of the sixth day, you dressed in his white undershirt and boxer shorts. You both reveled in the amusement of exchanging clothing items to create new outfits each day. The addition of Tom’s packed subtly luxurious clothing gave you both interesting options. His Armani suit jacket with just your black underwear. Tom amusingly in your skirt, paired with his unexpected choice of nude suede Herve ankle boots.

Your scarf and his sleek Ray-Bans. His running shorts were cleverly repurposed as a strapless jumpsuit. In the end, the clothes would always come off. You would be naked. You would have your hands consuming one another in a shocking discovery of hidden pleasure. The responses were the truth.

The thing you both could trust. In his sighs, in the warm breath that haunted your collar bones. In the flush of his cheeks. In the sweat on his forehead or the goosebumps on your arms when his fingertips traced the edges of your body with the precision of an engineer, you held on to the touches, the utterances of euphoria. With every orgasm, you felt the incredible raw honor of being human.

You wanted to slow it down long enough to feel it truly. To feel a king cuming inside you. To feel his cum and his claim while lost in the gravity of his eyes. Those magnificent extensions of his brain were a lifeline. Your bodies became sculptures, black quartz in the hot sun.

By Sunday, the end of your time together had finally found its way to you. He whispered in your ear after pulling out, catching any breath he could. He could only stay until Monday, he had to go back to London. You stared at the slow oscillations of the Casablanca ceiling fan. “I’ll miss this,” your words were an echo of the real words you longed to say.

His eyes closed, lashes casting delicate shadows on his cheeks.

The woman he would one day choose to marry, you thought, God help her. She would undoubtedly be transformed if your brief moments with Tom were any sign. However, for some melancholic reason, you knew it wasn’t going to be you.

You weren’t destined to be the lover who would eventually turn into a wife. He only had room for the ecstasy of passion and intellectual tête-à-têtes. This affair was incomplete, with no clear conclusion in sight. It wasn't a tale like that of William Bennett and his ill-gotten fame through art theft—a story with a beginning, middle, and end.

No, this was something else entirely. Suddenly, as if he was privy to the endless stream of inner thoughts, Tom spoke. "I met you at the right time, y/n," he said, his piercing blue eyes now open.

He jumped out of bed and casually dressed, slipping on a single item of clothing or, more accurately, an accessory — his Gucci belt wrapped sideways around his bare body. It was difficult to concentrate as he strolled past the expansive windows of the cottage. His muscles and his semi-hard cock were the only things holding that thing in place. Your cheeks grew hot. Tom followed up his emotional revelation with a more practical question.

"Shall I make us eggs on this, our final morning together?”

Without waiting for your response, he ventured into the kitchen, energetically rummaging through the cabinets in search of pepper before swinging open the refrigerator.

As he busily prepared breakfast, his underlying sadness was emerging, defying the rational part of his mind that wished it weren't there. Balancing a glass bowl against his stomach, he swiftly began whisking eggs, his intense gaze fixed upon you. This prompted you to inquire once more, "Why is this the right time, Tom?"

He continued whisking the eggs as he replied, "You found me, truly. Sometimes, we serve that purpose for others, akin to amateur archaeologists. Returning to London, I will be more whole, not less."

You found yourself fidgeting with the hem of Tom's t-shirt you were now wearing.

"You desired this life you have didn't you? You wanted fame?"

"I don't know, y/n. I wanted to do what I loved," Tom confessed, pouring the frothy mixture into the heated pan.

"I doubt it’s that simple, I'm sure you've had to make difficult decisions to reach the top."

"Like parting ways with a beautiful woman I met while on an extended work trip?"

"Yes, exactly like that,” you struggled to say.

"It happens all the time, love, all the time. Regret is my middle name. Thomas Regret Hiddleston."

With that sentence, he refocused his attention on cooking, his hands and mind engaged in a synchronized activity not unlike sex, serving a similar yet less emotional purpose.

You discovered a tablecloth tucked away in the back of a cabinet and spread it over the aged blonde table. Professionally, he placed the plates of food before you.

"Quite the last supper we have here," you remarked, attempting a joke to mask your emerging underlying sadness, though failing in your intended delivery.

Your gaze fell to the floor, unable to meet the sunlight streaming through the windows or Tom's eyes. He continued in his relational eulogy, "Its breakfast, y/n, and many more will come. Someday, you'll have a partner, and I'll have someone too. We'll be enjoying meals with them, and something will trigger a memory. Perhaps we'll be by the sea on vacation, and you'll remember me, and I'll remember you."

So he was thinking similar thoughts as you. He did not feel he met his future wife at a Bay Area film festival after-party. It was a long shot at best. You nervously tried to continue talking.

"Of course, not simultaneously. How could we possibly know if we remember each other at the same time?"

"We will never know, y/n. We will only remember each other out-of-sync for the rest of our lives."

With that bittersweet but strangely truthful statement, he reached across the table and gently took your hand and kissed it. You wouldn’t watch him leave late that night. You skipped the coffee after the wine, and poured yourself another, watching the moon reflect off the darkness of the glass.

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misterewrites · 2 years

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Wild Wild Lanes (Arcane, lol AU)

E here and I hope you are all doing good! Yes this is another Vi and Cait story with a special guest appearance from league's old married couple! This is a gift for my awesome friend @disney-n-stuff. she wanted old west cait and vi and who I am to deny a birthday gift? haha I might keep this story going. It's fun alternate universe I created based on Caitlyn's old west skin. Look she looks amazing I dunno what you want from me. Also there was some art i saw of Vi in this setting and my friend wanted it so here we are! She’s also an amazing artist and you can find her here https://www.instagram.com/edgyonpurpose16/

Short hand. Runeterra, league's world, but old west. There you go that's it. I mean there is the cool high noon skinline which is like angels and demons and people in this sweet old west setting I might throw in here whenever I decide to keep going. Cait's skin is not part of it for whatever reason. League has amazing skinlines with awesome stories attached them but boy do they have favorites and it shows.

Okay that's it. Take care of yourselves. Have a great week, be safe, take care of you and your loved ones, wear masks because it helps reduce the spread and there's some people who still need to be protected. Get vaccinated cuz it helps immensely, push for the world to get vaccines cuz we're all in this together whether we like it or not. It's rough in general and yeah it's hard. I get it I do. It's okay to unplug yourself. It's okay to just exist. It's okay to put the world at the door, lose yourself in a story and have fun. We all need it from time to time. Just stay informed, stay fair and care about other people.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/36807532/chapters/91825738

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Summary: In another time, in another place a familiar world is less familiar as an age of lawlessness draws to end. It's the old west and Caitlyn must learn to deal with not only the dangers of the outside world but corruption within.

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“Miss Kiraman?”

Caitlyn closed her eyes for a moment and let the wave of annoyance wash through her. She took a calm breath, counted to three and let both the air and irritation flow out of her with a steady breeze.

“Deputy Kiraman” Caitlyn corrected the enforcer firmly “I understand my transfer is still an adjustment for not only myself but the town as well so I shall let it pass this time.”

The masked enforcer sheepishly scratched the back of their neck “Sorry ma’am. No disrespect meant.”

That she believed. It became increasingly obvious to her that The Lanes were much less structured than Piltover which in turn meant a far more lax attitude about protocols and procedure.

Caitlyn had to admit she was less than thrilled when Marcus informed her of her transfer to a border town out in the boonies. He said it was to expand her horizons but they both knew that was a convenient lie.

Perhaps it was her quizzical nature, a biting curiosity that drove her to examine all details with a skeptic eye. Maybe it was her uncanny ability to see the strings of an unseen mastermind, simple crimes that were really pieces of a grander, far more malicious design. Or, more than likely, it was the fact she kept threatening the false sense of security Piltover strove to project. Her time in the Enforcers made it abundantly clear the law cared more about pretending everything was okay than face reality.

So, because of her steadfast morals, she was forced to trade one city for another and the contrast between them was so clear it was comically ironic.

Piltover had cobbled streets with the latest technological marvels abound ranging from horseless drawn carriages to lights that lit themselves as night fell. The buildings were impeccably kept in stark white, gold and blue hues. Dozens enforcers on the streets at any given time and there was a stifling aura of ‘refinement’ and pose.

The Lanes, on the other hand, were different in every single way. Rather than a single city, the Lanes were a trio of cities built along the supply lines vital for Piltover, towns with desert on one side and a heavily guarded bridge on the other. Mostly rustic, faded and often times aged wood composed the places of business and homes. Dirt roads worn from constant goods traveling to and from far off places and the trouble that followed. Everything was old and weathered but lived with a history and life that the soulless Piltover lacked. The people dressed in clothes that had been ripped, torn and bleached by the sun and time but it made them unique, each person was a character and Caitlyn knew most by sight if not by name.

Each city held a fraction of the force Piltover had and Caitlyn’s particular location was the least kept, least funded and least populated of the trio. Aside from this young enforcer, who was more an assistant and clerk than a capable combatant, Caitlyn was basically on her own. Marcus had sent her here to fail and failure undoubtedly meant Caitlyn would be thrown off the force and that was simply something she could not allow. She hadn’t the slightest idea how she was to return to the gilded city of progress but that was a problem for later.

She had closer threats at hand.

“Do you have the information?” Caitlyn asked with an air of professionalism.

“Yes ma’am. Your hunch was correct.” there was a shuffling of papers “The Lanes sudden drop in crime within the cities limits and surrounding areas is an indication that something big is about to happen.”

Caitlyn laced her fingers together thoughtfully “I suspect a major player is about to make their move.”

“Two.” The enforcer corrected, fishing out two cracked pieces of papers and handing them over.

She studied the wanted posters carefully, taking in every single feature and detail of the two men sketched on their surface.

“Twisted Fate and Graves.” Caitlyn mumbled to herself “Two Bilgewater rats traveled far from home. Perhaps looking for an easy score.”

“Shall I request assistance from the other cities?”

She sighed out loud. A well meaning gesture but a pointless one. Without proper proof her request would simply be denied and while she was certain the pair would strike here she couldn’t jeopardize the safety of the Lanes by stretching the other forces thin.

“No. We shall keep a closer eye out here. It is impossible to tell which town they will attack.” she lied with a straight face.

“Okay ma’am. May I go? I’m due to catch the train to Piltover for our weekly supply run.”

Caitlyn gave a simple nod, too caught up in thought to pay any further attention.

The enforcer clicked their heels, gave a sloppy salute and hurried out of the office.

They’ll attack tonight, she thought to herself, when there’s only a single enforcer to deal with. It’s the best play they have. Two against one were odds only a fool would pass on.

It wasn’t looking good for the deputy.

Luckily she wasn’t going to be alone tonight.

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A hushed whisper fell over the bar, cautious eyes glancing over to Caitlyn who’d just entered.

Three weeks and the locals were still unaccustomed to her presence. They were used to less dutiful enforcers and handling problems on their own. In fact the first week she was here she almost went mad from boredom as it seemed the town had no problems. She later discovered that the residents were dealing with it on their own and had the scars and injuries to prove it.

They slowly warming up to the idea of a responsible enforcer they could come to for assistance but at the moment they kept their distance and she kept hers when she could.

Besides it would be irresponsible for her to involve any of them in her endeavors. The worst most of them had dealt with were two bit thugs and bandits, not seasoned criminals.

There was one, however, she knew wasn’t afraid to get her hands dirty and had the fists to back it up.

“Hello there darlin.” The pink haired bartender greeted with a flirty wink.

Caitlyn fought down the blush creeping on her cheeks as she took a seat at the counter.

Vi and Caitlyn were opposite in so many ways: Where Caitlyn wore the standard enforcer uniform (A white blouse under a beige coat, beige skirt with dark brown boots and a brown fedora sitting on her head) Vi wore less traditional clothing. A wrinkled, washed-out white collared shirt that did little to hide her muscular frame. Black suspenders attached to long faded dress pants and thick hiking boots worn down by age and time.

Caitlyn gulped nervously “Good afternoon Violet.”

“Oh cupcake.” Vi chuckled “We’ve been over this a thousand times now. Name’s Vi. Now what are you havin? The usual or feeling adventurous today?”

Caitlyn could feel her heart skip a bit at Vi’s impish grin.

Caitlyn came to this bar every night for the last week and it wasn’t for the drinks. Vi was the most interesting person in town and, for some reason the deputy could not fathom, she felt drawn to the bartender in a way she hadn’t been expecting.

While the other residents spoke to her in hushed, muted tones Vi greeted her warmly. Perhaps too warmly but there were far worse ways to be acknowledged. Vi always looked her in the eye and refused to cower from the uniform and status her position entitled. In fact Vi seemed to love trying to get a rise out of Caitlyn but it always in good fun.

Caitlyn tried to get the others to tell her what they knew about the pink haired bartender but the most she could gather was Vi rolled into town a few years back and simply never left. If she had any family it never came up. Where she was from? A mystery. All anyone knew was Vi set up shop here in the Lanes and had a mean left hook and was not afraid to use it.

“Actually I’m here on business.” Caitlyn stated simply, trying to keep her voice steady.

Vi raised an eyebrow “That’s a new one. What kind of business cupcake?”

Caitlyn remained silent, her gaze slowly shifting to a pair of mining gauntlets that hung from a nearby hook.

Blue met blue as Vi’s eyes narrowed, her expression shifting from playful to guarded.

“I don’t really do that particular line of business anymore darlin.”

Caitlyn took a deep breath “I don’t really know your past Vi but I’m in a bit of trouble. I could really use your help.”

Vi remained silent, her face stony.

“Please.” Caitlyn pleaded softly “I know it is a lot to ask…”

“It is a lot to ask.” Vi cut in as she crossed her arms defensively “Look darlin you’re nice and all but that’s a tall order for me. I ain’t lookin for trouble. Not anymore. Even for a pretty girl like you.”

Caitlyn bit her lip thoughtfully “I’m not either but trouble has a way of finding us and it is coming.”

“Sorry darlin but I’m afraid I put those down. Not keen on picking them back up.”

“I understand.”

Vi pursed her lip as Caitlyn stood up. She could feel her heart stop at the sight of the blue haired girl so disheartened but in true Cait fashion it slipped behind a mask of stoic professionalism before anyone else could see.

“If you hear trouble.” Caitlyn spoke, her voice tight but firm “Keep everyone inside.”

Vi could only nod in response, guilt tugging at her resolve.

“And Violet.” Caitlyn’s voice dropped to a whisper “If you aren’t so keen on picking them back up you should put them away. No one would blame you. I don’t.”

Before the bartender could say anything further, Caitlyn pivoted on her heels and made her way outside.

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Caitlyn strategized, weighing her current options for the best probability of success. As she climbed up to the roof and her makeshift sniper’s perch overseeing the entrance to the bank she repeated her plan over and over in her head. She went over every detail, every possibility and the best, worst and most likely outcome. She repeated this over and over until the sun fell out of view and darkness rose in its place. She kept her mind focused on every part of her plan while the lanterns were lit and illuminated the streets. She meticulously thought of every single thing she could to ensure she would succeed until they came in the dead of night.

For wanted and presumably dangerous criminals they were an odd pair.

Twisted Fate looked like the younger of the two though it was impossible to say: he had a boyish face with a stylish beard that went from one side to the other but no mustache. He was lanky and thin, so thin he almost hid under his wide brim hat. His clothes were typical of a gambler: Nice vest embroidered with an elegant pattern and collared shirt. Dusty dress pants from the trip and fancy dress loafers that once upon a time were nice.

Graves, on the other hand, looked older with a weathered face. He was built like a house, wide with a muscular body. His hair was combed back rather nicely and his mustache, mutton chops and goatee were well kept. Caitlyn couldn’t get a good look at his clothing tucked under his large red cape though the dark blue tones of his uniform and pants seemed to be military in design. She did notice, however, the large shotgun shells hanging off his belt and a rather imposing dual barrel cannon he lugged around with no issue.

Caitlyn was expecting the duo to professional, silent and discipline as made their approach to the bank. What she got instead was the pair bickering like an old married couple.

“You sure ain’t nobody here?” the southern draw of Twisted Fate asked, a hint of wariness in his voice.

Graves gave a deep rumble of laughter “You bet! I spread the word we were comin. Probably took off runnin once they found out.”

“You did what?! Do I need to remind you that we are wanted in five counties?”

“Yeah? So?”

Caitlyn could hear Twisted Fate sigh in exasperation. This clearly wasn’t the first time his partner had done something like this.

Seizing her chance, Caitlyn inched closer to the edge of the roof, rifle clutched tightly in her grip.

Twisted Fate rubbed his eyes tiredly “Let’s make this quick and get lost before enforcers come. Did you bring the dynamite?”

“Why would I have the dynamite? I thought you were gonna do your little trick to get into the bank!” Graves replied, unable to keep the accusatory edge out of his voice.

“You have got to be kidding me! You had one job Graves.”

“And you.” Graves shot back “Are useless without me.”

“I swear to your mama I am about to beat you six ways to Sunday.”

Caitlyn raised her rifle, eyed the scope carefully and aimed towards the shoulder of Graves, a nonfatal but painful spot. She didn’t want to harm them but this was the fastest way to dissuade the pair.

She clicked the safety off but before she could squeeze the trigger, the pair acted.

Evidently they weren’t as bumbling as they first appeared.

The duo moved with a level of synchronicity that could only be achieved with years of intimacy.

Twisted Fate acted first while Graves whirled around to get a bead on Caitlyn. The gambler flicked out his wrist and sent something flying towards her.

Her training prevented her from flinching as the object embedded itself in front of her though she confused to see, not a knife, but rather an ordinary playing card inches from her face. She almost paid it no mind when it started humming with a mysterious energy. She looked at it carefully and noticed the card was glowing, faint at first but quickly growing brighter and brighter each passing second.

“Oh shi…” she managed to blurt in time as the hum grew to an uncomfortable pitch. She tumbled backwards just in time for the card to explode with a fierce force.

Caitlyn stumbled uneasily and while she tried to regain her footing, Graves struck. He aimed his massive dual cannons in her direction but rather than the thunderous roar of gunfire, it was a soft plunk.

Caitlyn planted her feet firmly on the floor. She raised her rifle but a canister plopped down in front of her. Realizing what it was, she kicked at it as hard as she could.

The canister made it a foot away when it went off. A thick cloud of smoke blanketed Caitlyn and while she was expecting some kind of explosion, she hadn’t expected this. Smoke entered her lungs and as she began to choke on the fumes, she stumbled blindly trying to wave it away with a free hand.

Something whizzed by her but she was too preoccupied to notice.

“Bloody hell” she managed croak out.

“Now you understand why the bounty on us is so high.” the southern drawl of Twisted Fate chuckled in her ear.

She turned around, gripping the rifle like a club but it was too late.

Something collided with her but it was impossible to tell what. All she did know was she was now tumbling through the smoke and off the roof. She bounced once on the roofing before dropping into a free fall onto the dirt road.

She let out a wince of pain but quickly scrambled to her feet.

“Wait right there missy.”

Caitlyn rose to full height only to find Graves aiming both barrels directly at her.

“I don’t want to hurt ya.” Graves said honestly and genuinely “Let my pal and I into the bank and we’ll be on our way.”

Caitlyn wanted to keep fighting. She wanted to launch herself at the large man and wrestle for his gun. She wanted to punch and claw and scratch until he gave it up and use it to regain the situation.

She wanted to but she knew that was the adrenaline talking. She was never good in a close up fight and given how casual he spoke she was willing to bet Graves was.

She rose her hands in surrender but made no motion towards the bank.

Graves frowned “Look no one likes their money getting taken from them but that’s how it goes sometimes. Hey even me and Fate have gotten robbed once or twice.”

“Hey!” Twisted Fate cried indignantly “She don’t need to know that dum dum.”

“I’m just trying to ease the situation ding dong. Getting robbed ain’t fun.”

It was more than that, Caitlyn thought. Losing that money would be all that Marcus needed to cut her from the force. She knew it was over and it would be pointless to resist but she couldn’t bring herself to put the final nail in the coffin.

“Missy…?” Graves asked carefully.

“Deputy.” Caitlyn mumbled.

Graves looked confused “a’ight. Missy Deputy.”

Caitlyn stared dumbfounded at him but he kept going “It ain’t nothing personal. We need money, you got it. That’s it. Hey you almost got the drop on us! Not many people can say that.”

“Care to repeat that?” A familiar called out.

“Okay. Not many people can…” Graves’s scrunched up in confusion “wait a minute.”

The outlaw turned around in time for a lid of a barrel to come sailing through the dimly lit streets. It collided with the barrels of his gun and threw off his aim.

Caitlyn didn’t hesitate: she dropped into a combat roll, tucking into a forward and rising to her feet with her rifle in hand. She aimed upwards and as the smoke thinned and dissipated she had a clear view of Twisted Fate, his arm pulled backwards with a playing cad tucked between his fingers.

She opened fire, raining volley after volley his way forcing the crook to focus on ducking and weaving rather than his tricks.

Caitlyn could hear the pained grunts of Graves and someone else duking it out and judging by the sounds of it the outlaw was finding himself outmatched.

A gunshot went off, a roar like thunder filled the air but the dull thud of buckshot hitting dirt confirmed to her that everything was well in hand.

“Graves!” Twisted Fate called to his partner with a slight hint of panic “We gotta go!”

The gambler turned away from Caitlyn and sent his card fluttering through the night. His eyes glowed pulsed with arcane power and without another sound, vanished into thin air. She knew where he was though because she heard the sound of soft thuds running deeper into the silhouetted desert night.

Graves broke away from his attacker and gave a good nature grin towards her “Nothin personal.” He pulled a canister from his belt and threw it at the ground. Smoke engulfed the outlaw and while Caitlyn could hear his hurried footsteps, she decided to not push her luck.

After all it wasn’t personal.

Caitlyn slumped to her knees, the adrenaline ebbing out of her while her heart began to slow down for the first time in so many minutes.

She turned to her savior, unable to keep the cheeky smirk off her face “I thought you weren’t going to pick them up for a pretty girl like me.”

Vi was doing her best not to smile though it was evident she wanted to “I didn’t.” She showed her empty hands “But I never said I wouldn’t come to your rescue.”

“My hero.” Caitlyn smiled warmly.

Vi could feel her cheeks redden, her heart skipping a beat at the sight of the normally stoic deputy grinning like an idiot.

“Well if you’re going to be nothing but trouble I better keep an eye on you.”

“I’m not trouble.” Caitlyn whispered flirtatiously “Trouble finds me.”

Vi scratched her neck nervously “That’s what all the pretty girls say.”

“So you do think I’m pretty?”

Vi didn’t answer the question.

Caitlyn knew the answer.

#League of Legends #Arcane #Alternate Universe #Caitlyn Kiraman #Vi #vi x caitlyn #Twisted Fate #Malcom Graves #my work

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mi6-cafe · 2 years

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Appreciation August

For everyone who participated in 007 Fest, we hope you’ll take this month to have a rest, drink some juice, eat a snack, and catch up on your sleep. Fest drop can be a thing, so take care of yourselves!

And, when you’re ready, it’s also a lovely time to catch up on some reading and art from your fellow Fest participants and let them know what a good job they did during 007 Fest. August is a great month for commenting, reblogging, or even rec-listing your favorite fancreations that might have gotten lost in July’s flood of content.

Admin Notice

In case you missed it, the ever lovely Christine is stepping down as a Cafe mod. We will miss her brilliant mind, but she’ll still be sticking around in the fandom.

007 Fest Wrap-Up

In case you missed it, the 007 Fest winner was Q Branch, team MVPs are here, prizes are here, and you can also find a giant list of everyone’s creations here! There’s still a few more Fest wrap-up posts coming, including our survey summary.

MI6 Cafe Creators Tag Game

In case you haven't seen it, we've started a little tag game to get to know the people in this community better. You might get tagged by someone else, or you can consider this an open invitation to answer the questions yourself!

You can find the list of questions and all the responses so far in this tag on tumblr.

Characters of 2022

This year we are adding a subtheme for every month. We are encouraging you to focus on one character and then give us all your recommendations and new creations the last week of the month. Unlike our monthly themes, you can find the complete list of characters for all year in the main post right here.

Your character for August is Eve Moneypenny! Let’s celebrate all variations on Ms Moneypenny this month---a rec list of all Eve creations from Fest would be great ;)

Saturday Cafe: August 27th

Come join us in the fandom Slack as we write, sprint, plot, brainstorm, cheerlead, and generally have a good time trying to get things done together. If you’d like an invite to the Slack, go ahead and message @castillon02 or @spiritofcamelot!

Long Fic Readalong, Saturdays at 9pm ET

Join us in the Discord while we read a longer fic. This is a fun chance to enjoy the fun of a weekly installment without the pain of Fleming’s writing, and we’d love to see you there. You are welcome to listen if you don’t or can’t read aloud!

We are currently reading "Bewitched” by BootsnBlossoms. Look for the announcement posts each week to find out the current chapter if you want to catch up, or you can just show up and we’ll give ou a summary of what happened previously.

Weekly events:

WIP Wednesday: You can post an excerpt of your WIP on our post or make your own post and tag @mi6-cafe. Either way it’s a fun way to show people what you’re working on, Bond fandom or otherwise.

Want to host your own event in the Discord or elsewhere? Let us know about it so we can add it to the calendars!

Calendars

Watch Party Calendar MI6 Cafe Calendar If you need help adding these calendars to your personal one, check out this post.

#mid month update

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tripthelightfandomtastic · 1 year

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I posted 5,790 times in 2022

That's 5,782 more posts than 2021!

2,746 posts created (47%)

3,044 posts reblogged (53%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@sing-against-the-sky

@sinners-go-to-drink-the-wine

@ejacutastic

I tagged 3,395 of my posts in 2022

Only 41% of my posts had no tags

#gvf - 2,220 posts

#greta van fleet - 2,168 posts

#josh kiszka - 1,897 posts

#jake kiszka - 1,876 posts

#danny wagner - 1,861 posts

#sam kiszka - 1,828 posts

#jake gvf - 1,815 posts

#josh gvf - 1,810 posts

#danny gvf - 1,787 posts

#sam gvf - 1,769 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#im going crazy im giggling like an idiot at my desk my coworker asked me whats so funny and im just laughing bc what am i supposed to do??

My Top Posts in 2022:

Neon Moon- S.F.K

Authors Note:

Haven't been able to stop thinking about making another period piece, but this time, The Wild West! I've been on a real Sam high lately and I can't stop thinking about how perfect long haired Sammy would look dressed as a cowboy, so I thought this would be a good story for him, plus I'm from the south so this was a lot of fun to write.

Synopsis:

You and your least favorite cowboy on the ranch have to ride out on a cattle drive alone together until one night tensions run high under the moonlight.

Word count: 9.9K (this is becoming a pattern)

WARNING: 18+ Minors DNI, Enemies to lovers smut, but make it a western. Swearing, alcohol, minor injury, fingering, light spanking, raw doggin' (wrap before you tap it with a cowboy babes).

Pairing: Cowboy!Sam x female reader

Let me know what you think, I love hearing from y'all! Let me know if you wanna be tagged in a future post and hit up my messages if you want a request for a future story! YEEHAW!

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Mended. J.M.K

Author’s Note: This story holds alot of my own bullshit from my past and kind of my journey back to self acceptance and letting go of what had been done to me. I'm hoping you guys enjoy my story, I've been wanting to move this pain into art and something that doesn't just belong to me anymore.

Requests:

Anon:

From the prompts, can u do something with Josh using: “ when i am near you, i finally know how it feels to breathe without worry, without caution. i just feel safe with you… “Like the reader had been in a toxic relationship prior to meeting Josh and when she feels how comfortable he makes her feel she confesses this quote to him??? And the whole thing is all fluffy and heartfelt🥺🥰😍😭 thank u sis for feeding us so well😩😩😩

And this Anon as well, I sort of added them to the pot!

Anon:Ok I’m shy but here I go😭🙈

Can you do something with the prompt:

“Just do what feels good baby, there’s no rush…”

Like maybe it’s her first time ✨riding✨ him and he’s kinda helping her and encouraging her? Something along those lines🥰

I kind of combined both of these requests for this fic!

Synopsis: After being with your boyfriend for so long, the two of you find yourselves sharing a long awaited first time.

Word Count: 6.2k (bit of a breeze eh?)

Pairing: Josh Kiszka x Female Reader

Warnings: Warnings: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. Very very fluffy, very sweet, very smutty. Foul language, oral, mentions of past sexual abuse and sexual trauma. (Wrap it before you tap your beautiful boyfriend)

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391 notes - Posted April 5, 2022

Snow Angel. J.M.K

authors note:

This is the first gvf one shot I've ever written and it's been ages since I've written like this before so I hope you enjoy it.

Synopsis:

On your vacation to a ski resort you run into the sexiest man on the mountain who practically saves your life.

Word count: 9.9K

WARNING: 18+ Minors DNI, fluff, definitely smutty, very smutty, praise, swearing, alcohol, oral (f recieving), raw doggin' (wrap before you tap). Mentions of injury and surgery (not crazy).

Pairing: Josh x female reader

Please let me know what you think!

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Take aways from the new Danny interview

Jake is the best cook, "from pasta to making a soup that takes 3 days"

Josh is the most particular about the band

Danny and Sam can read music Josh and Jake cannot but they say it's really not something they have to do alot

Heat Above was written 6 or 7 years before TBAGG and is the oldest song on the album

At camp fires Danny will either play on a cardboard box and bang on that or usually will play guitar

"I'm not a brother by blood but I am a brother."

They all stink after a show and all their wardrobe stinks.

Sam and Josh wash their feet right after a show and they all shower after to try and ground themselves (like duh but thank god)

Danny hasn't really Googled himself besides to see if they have his height right and when their tour dates are because he forgets

The boys had Thanksgiving together during the pandemic

Metallica is super fuckin nice

Describes himself as the most introverted in the band and is nervous to go up and introduce himself to big time artists at festivals (like girl me too I'd be so scared)

They enjoy making music videos alot (didn't say anything about any new ones or broken bells)

"New music is coming sooner than you think"

I love Danny omg he's so polite and sweet and I wanna kiss him all over.

https://youtu.be/AQnevMMLUKQ

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My #1 post of 2022

Feather Light- J.M.K

Author’s Note:

This is in response to an anon request I got asking for a tantric sex smut with Josh. I hope you can’t tell how little I know about tantric sex aside from the smut I’ve read on this godforsaken hell-site, but hey I had fun and I bet you will too! Also, I googled harem pants to see if they were what I thought they were called and now it's the only ad I get on instagram now so that’s cool.

Synopsis:

After so many relationships and sexual partners, you just can’t seem to find any real release, well, that’s until you met Dr. J.M.K.

Word count: 8.1K (some light reading)

WARNING: 18+ Minors DNI, smut but make it Dr. J.M.K, tantric sex, swearing, raw doggin' (wrap it before you tap your spiritual psychology teacher).

Pairing: Dr. J.M.K x female reader

I love hearing from all of you and what you think of my writing. Let me know what you’d like to see, any requests or if you would like to be added to my taglist for future stories! Love y’all!

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

This is honestly so insane to me. I made this account just around the beginning of this year just because I wanted to give Snow Angel a home and seeing it in my top 5 posts means a lot. I cannot believe the journey that this has taken me on. I am incredibly thankful of all the love you have not only shown me, but the love you have shown for my stories. I've always loved to write and I am so happy that you all seem to enjoy what I write and I am so thankful for that. You all mean the world to me, every last comment, note, funny tag and reblog means the absolute world to me and I am forever grateful and blessed for your support.

To another year on this hellsite surrounded by endless Gresties and friends. I love you all.

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #gvf #gvf smut #greta van fleet smut #greta van fleet fanfiction

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Top 5 fan works of 2021

rules: it’s time to love yourselves! choose your 5 (ish) favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2021. tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

Thank you so much for the tag @official-wayward-fairchild ❤️

In a weeks time it’ll actually be 12 months since I posted my first fic on AO3 so I’d like to take a moment to say how much I appreciate all your love and support. Your comments, kudos, reblogs, everything mean the world. Without further ado and in no particular order!

1. Five Times Tony and Peter Chaotically Cleaned

Although I didn’t post them first, this bundle of chaos happens to be my first completed irondad fics! They were a birthday gift for the lovely @kevyfanfics and are an ode to the random shenanigans we come up with when daily. There’s an Endgame Fix-it amongst the disastrous hoovering and attempts to clean the Cloak of Levitation.

2. Love Leaves a Memory No-one Can Steal

Probably one of my most well known fics, irondad + a healthy dose of amnesia. I really, really enjoyed this fic a lot. Loved the research that went into it as well as exploring other characters who, at the time, I hadn’t. Definitely one of my favourite happy endings too.

3. My Spider Sense is Shinglin’

This fic was completed for the wonderful @friendly-neighborhood-exchange last year. I had so much fun with the prompts ‘sickfic - the more angsty the better’ and ‘nicknames.’ I remember telling my husband the title and he cringed. That’s how I knew it was the one 😂

4. When We Have Each Other, We Have Everything

My first proper multichapter and absolute beloved. I am slightly disappointed in myself that the final two chapters are still in the editing phase after a quick start but, here we are. I’ve loved writing SupremeFamily so much. I’ve combined so many of my favourite things into it. Without a doubt it is my favourite fic of my own.

5. Tumblr Prompt: Tony turns Peter into a frog

Need I say more than Peter ends up as a frog and Stephen ends up as an otter? If a fic were to sum me up (other than the chaotic cleaning) then this is likely it. Heaps of fun to write with a bowl full of self indulgence. Shout out to @retro-memo who had requested it!

Tagging (no pressure!): @retro-memo @winter-turtle @superherotiger @milstrim @call-me-coley and anyone else who wants to take part!

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elijahs-wife · 3 years

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🌙 hi y'all! april is pretty much over—i'm a bit late this month but here is a list of all the incredible fics i read over the last month. i can vouch for each one of them, they are all incredible!

🌙 reminder: some of these stories are 18+, so if you are a minor, please don't interact with them! respecting boundaries is important. please also remember to show your support to your favorite fic writers and REBLOG their work! likes are great but reblogs are what keep us going and motivate us to write more stories! one click of a button truly means the world to us.

🌙 catch up with last month's reading list!

☁ the vampire diaries/the originals

↠ breakfast in bed by @theeoriginals

[lucien castle x reader, one shot, fluff] this was the first fic i've ever read for lucien and it actually made me not hate his guts lmao, so cute but still keeping with the essence of his character!! 💖

↠ tranquil by @seraphictrash

[elijah mikaelson x reader, one shot, angst] literally made me cry, was not expecting this fic to be what it was, it's horribly sad but beautiful and just written so, so well.

↠ take me by the heart, take me by the hand by @iliveiloveiwrite

[elijah mikaelson x reader, one shot, fluff] ahh i really loved this one!! i love a good soulmate au and millie delivered hard 😌 she never misses y'all

↠ emptiness of the heart by @imgoingtofreakoutnow

[elijah mikaelson x reader, one shot, angst] made me want to unalive myself. so sad. please just read, i cannot talk about this fic again.

↠ a life without you by @xxwritemeastoryxx

[eventual elijah mikaelson x reader, series] i am so incredibly excited for this series especially bc i've never seen this specific au done before for elijah? and ahhh dom's series always slap hard so i just know it's going to be awesome (while you're at it pls check out her extensive masterlist she is so talented!!)

↠ starved by @nikmikaelsonswife

[klaus mikaelson x reader, one shot, smut] sweet lord this was so, so sexy 🥵 klaus in rut— GIVE IT TO ME!!!!

↠ turn me or leave me by @malfoys-demigod

[elijah mikaelson x reader, one shot, angst] this one was :( made me so upset lmao, hit me right in the heart :(

↠ stefan helps you with a panic attack by @auroracalisto

[stefan salvatore, drabble] i had to include this on here bc reading it was such a comfort to me and i just wanted to share that with anyone who might need it 💕

↠ like i'm gonna lose you by @hellotvshowtrash

[elijah mikaelson x reader, one shot, angst] literally obliterated my heart pls 😭 so beautifully written and tragic.

↠ favorite city, favorite day by @malfoys-demigod

[elijah mikaelson x reader, one shot, fluff] absolutely adorable,

↠ gestures by @tweedlydumbtweedlydoo

[elijah mikaelson x reader, one shot, fluff] elijah is such a cutie in this one—pls read if you enjoy the 'two idiots in love' trope 😌

↠ kick ass by @biisexualemma

[kol mikaelson x reader, one shot, fluff (?)] SO CUTE I YELLED!!! kol is such a sweetheart (when he's not being a pain) and this fic just made me fall in love with him a little bit??

☁ marvel cinematic universe

↠ persephone's symphony by @dizzydancingdreamer

[bucky barnes x reader, series] whenever a new chapter comes out it is the highlight of my day. i love this series more than i can express, it is actually so good and masterfully written and i will keep shouting about this until y'all give it the attention it deserves. READ.

↠ it's messy inside, let me take your coat by @divine-mistake

[bucky barnes x reader, one shot, smut] this one took me on a flipping roller coaster of emotions, but the ending had me melting 🥺

↠ between metal and flesh by @thatweirdoleigh

[bucky barnes x reader, one shot, whump (?)] this hurts my heart but in the best way 🥺 very painful but also soft and sweet 💞

↠ the four times bucky tries to tell you he loves you and the one time he does by @hellotvshowtrash

[bucky barnes x reader, one shot, fluff] so fucking cute oh my god makes me yearn so hard for a shy nervous bucky 😭 one of your best works!! 💗

↠ career day by @alittlebitofwords

[bucky barnes x reader, one shot, fluff] one of the sweetest things i've ever read 😭 in this house we adore dad!bucky and ahhh this was just so adorable!!! 💓

↠ security deposit by @sventeen-daybreak

[bucky barnes x reader, one shot, smut] neighbour!bucky owns my ass, this was so good, loved their relationship and how organic it all was!! incredible 💗

↠ baby blues & tattoos by @angeli-marco-writes

[stephen strange x reader, one shot, smut] i have now re-read this fic 3 times and i am still not over it—your writing style is so good and your characterization of stephen is so spot on 💞

↠ spellbound by @boop-le-snoot

[stephen strange x reader, one shot, smut] have also read this around 3 times now and am still not over it (how starved of content are us stephen fans lmao) — immaculate smut and build up to the smut as well!! 💓

↠ my darling, what did you expect? by @tripleyeeet

[helmut zemo x reader, one shot, angst] makes me wanna unalive myself SFKHSH jk but no this just makes me want to punch zemo and also dom him (maybe both at the same time?)

↠ sam wilson nsfw alphabet by @divine-mistake

[sam wilson x reader, headcanon, smut] yes divine is on this list again. this is like the best sam smut i've read and it wasnt even like. in the form of a full fic. the power you hold, deadly.

↠ 'till death blooms us art by @divine-mistake

[sam wilson x reader, one shot, angst with a happy ending] yes it's this woman again shfshk i can't help that she's so talented. this is an actual masterpiece. so beautiful in its imagery and comparisons, an absolute must read!! 💗

☁ miscellaneous

↠ do what you please to me, i won't resist by @cloudystevie

[andy barber x reader, one shot, smut] literally my entire fantasy in one fic—this is so filthy but so GOOD yknow. jasmeen never misses with the daddy andy content 😌

↠ little red riding hood by @latenitewolves

[peter hale x reader, one shot, smut] one of the first fics i ever read on the hellsite—read it again and was just as amazed, it's still hot as fuck 🥴

↠ passenger seat by @thatslikely

[stiles stilinski x reader, one shot, fluff] so cute its actually insane, fast food and jeep dates with stiles is such a dream 🥺

and that's it for this month! thank you to everyone here for sharing your stories with us! the world is so much better with wonderful fanfiction authors like yourselves in it. always immensely grateful to all of you xx tay 💞

#elijahs-wife reading list #april reading list #again a huge thank you and i love you to all the writers here!!#and to the readers remember to reblog the fics you like!!#also it is very very clear which characters i am biased towards lmaoooo #pls let me know if any links are broken!!!

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Animator!Y/N

karasuno x gen!reader, hinata x reader

a/n: people who do animation, just take my whole heart pls

this felt like a proper fic but sorry if it's short,,

(please reblog darlings)

yachi first started being curious about you since you were one of the teacher's pet, always lingering around the art teacher asking questions with a tablet in hand

she was nosy, she had to admit

she wanted to sneak a glance whenever you drew on your tablet and you would glance at her if she wants to take a look but she managed to look away before you saw

but she finally founds out what you're doing when some students partake in presentation (even if you didn't want to, the teacher liked you so you had to) and you presented yours

her little heart couldn't handle her excitement when fluid carefully drawn animation popped up on the screen and you looked at your hard work with pride

whatever subject was in the animation you discussed about it with the class and you couldn't help but of course notice the crooked smile that yachi had

she was impressed and filled with so much undescribable feelings, she could cry with how astonishing your work is

after art class yachi decided to approach you and ask a bunch of questions to you and you had the pleasure to answer all of them

you also wanted to cry because of how hyper of a puppy was when yachi would bounce up and down when you started describing about your work and how she would apologize if she was being too excited which you would shake your head to and laugh

you started exchanging numbers and you saved her under "gal who won't stop staring", of course you noticed

she couldn't hide it,,

after finding out where she was after school so you could ask her about art projects or catching up when you're absent, you started going to the club a lot more to also see the boys

they would always see you sliding into the gym and going to one of their managers and asking yachi about something

which they didn't mind much, the simpy duo thought you were stealing her away which you teased them by putting an arm around her as she laughs and says "there was nothing to worry about, y/n doesn't bite"

the whole team suprisingly loves to see your work especially hinata since he would make sound affects for your characters if you haven't added any audio yet

he would leap when your character does a transition or the scenery changes and he would gush about how cool you and your animation were

you, hinata and yachi would walk home admiring your work and yachi would also pull out her drawing as well to show both of you

hinata were both your hype man, he would compliment and point out every detail he loves

(i'm also convinced he has made doodles but they would look wonky but cute)

and since you two were close you always had sleepovers!!

usually it was at hinata's house so you could bond with natsu and she was entertained by your animations that you set up on your projecter

sometimes hinata's mom would pop up and see how it goes and she appreaciates having you over since you were such a kind and close friend of hinata that matches his energy

it was such a blast, stuffing yourselves with snacks and chortling till midnight which hinata's mom would try to shush all of you but she couldn't help but join in because it was so much fun

you would all have headaches though the next day buuut it was worth it~~

whenever you feel out of it, yachi's there

she would always be there to give you snacks or ask you take a few breaks if you worked too much

she would try to scold you and you just can't help but follow because it would be mean of you to ignore her words

and oh they were so wise

it helped you through times when she wasn't even there and it was good that you followed so you didn't hurt your mental health from the get go

now to timeskip,,

T I M E S K I P :

you were an independant animator animating part of your manga with your crew which you grouped together with your friend who was the boss of everything

you felt proud of yourself since you reached a long way,

how your parent/s didn't suppprt you from the start to how stress swallows you whenever you were near a deadline to how people complain if their request wasn't fulfilled to their liking,

yes, you still experienced it but it was a lot more better now than your highschool years telling you to shut up about your dreams

here you were animating frame by frame of your own creation,

what exactly was your manga about?

volleyball :))

yachi and karasuno's volleyball team has inspired you so much about how much team work and pain they went through and your heart stop whenever you remember

your big inspo, yachi who would never stop babbling about you and being right by your side when you need it

you might cry on the tablet you're drawing on which make your crew question on what are you crying about but you held back which also made your crew question why were you smiling so hard

nonetheless, you were almost happy everyday because you could reminisce with the ideas yachi gave you back then which you still kept dearly because they were great plot points

and how you stick close to each character no matter how goofy or chaotic they were, they had a lesson for each time they appear and dissappear

that's how the stadium smelled like, the colours and the adrenaline you felt by cheers from the crowds, you felt like you could fly right now with how much you wanted to scream the team's name and let them notice you

it smelled like the victory the monster duo had, it filled you with so much glee to watch them gain fans from the sidelines

you also felt hinata and kageyama's pride swelling and you could knock your chair over if you kept this up

there he was the orange haired boy who used to be your biggest fan standing in front of you who now has a lot more fans trailing behind him

eventhough he smelled musky and felt sweaty you can't control the urge to hug him and he also can't too

you later hugged kageyama and just spilled all your excitement to both of them on how well the matches went and hinata couldn't resist hugging you again and twirling you around

he planned on telling you all about your manga and how he haven't catched up on it yet on some of it and a pang struck your heart as you teared up which confused hinata

ah, he still remembered

"are you crazy, of course i did!" his boyish laughter was louder than your sobs when he rested your head on his chest and pushed him off, complaining about how sweaty he was

oh you silly goose, of course he did

you also met up with the rest and tumbled into yachi when she appeared around the corner and everyone laughed it out

either of you got a headache as you both help each other up

hinata and kageyama would stand near the third years who held their hearts and congratulated them

which kageyama would smile and nod while hinata would still bashfully scratch his neck while happily thanking them because his seniors were proud of him

you would take a selfie with yachi and hinata, yachi would be the one leaping off the ground and eventhough the picture was a little blurry atleast you could catch both of their smiles

the next time you meet up, hinata was there in his comfy clothes melting into all the pillows you pelted at him and you snuggled right next to him when you both were fresh out the shower

just like the old times, how he would wrap around your arm and yachi would be on your left doing the same

except this time, you were the one snuggling onto hinata's arm

you felt kinda sad that yachi couldn't join since she was really busy

but hinata interrupted your thoughts with a screech when you whipped your head back to see what he was doing

the television showed your blood sweat and tears of the countless projects and art that you did about it, dropping your head on hinata's shoulder as not even a second in, you got a series of shout and yells of eagerness from him

"i added a reference of you somewhere~" "huh! really? did you add kageyama?? he'll text me about it later-"

and the night was drowning in the amounts of laughter and euphoria you two shared,

the number 2 who supports you will always be the number 1 in your heart

#haikyuu!!#haikyu x reader #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #haikyū!!#karasuno x reader #karasuno #karasuno x y/n

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margarethx · 3 years

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I have some slightly controversial take about Sam Wilson fandom here, so maybe don’t reblog this post... Comment if you want, but I really don’t want to start arguing with anyone. I just need to vent and will probably delete the whole rant later.

So...

I know that Sam’s fans complain a lot about the treatment he gets in the fandom... I still do that from time to time and I probably will continue doing it in the future. But I’m starting to feel very, very tired with the people who act like their love for Sam can only be expressed through:

1) criticizing other people’s content,

2) hatered/dislike for Bucky or Sambucky,

3) complaining about other people in the fandom.

It’s so weird. We criticize the people who make Bucky-centric content with barely any mention of Sam and tag it with his name, because it’s annoying, but at the same time there is quite a big number of fans, whose posts in Sam Wilson tag are basically:

“omg he never gets recognition”, “MCU fandom hates Sam”, “Everything is about Bucky, where is Sam?!” “some of you only like sam when he’s with bucky :/”

And... sure. There’s a lot of truth to these statements. But saying that over and over again won’t fix the problem, especially if you yourself don’t do ANYTHING to remedy the situation. You’re flooding the tag too... Just in a different way. A few months ago I had this habit that I liked to follow people who wrote posts like these. Because I had this assumption that: if you complain about Sam being treated badly you probably love him a lot, so we should get along. I love him too!

But I realized that a lot of those people literally complain for the sake of complaining and than don’t even try to post Sam-centric content on their own. Why not??? You don’t have to be an amazing creator to make a good post. It’s not just about realistic fanart and 30k words fanfic with a complicated plot. You might write some weird HCs about Sam instead. Or a joke. Incorrect quotes. Ideas for fics you’ll never finish, but might inspire other people. Doodles that took 2 minutes of drawing. Edited photos. Favourite screenshots. Prompts. Learn to make poor-quality gifs of Sam’s cool fightigh style. Write a short scene analysis. Or ask other people how they analyse some scenes to start a discussion. Link some edits from YouTube.

And if you cannot think of a single thing to make on your own? Well. You can always promote art made by other people. Go through the tag and reblog things you loved. Find a good blog and search throught their archives to find older content. You can compile a post with fic recommendations so other people read what you enjoyed and see how good the content about Sam might be. Or recommend your favourite creators in general. Send encouraging asks to artists who you love so they feel motivated.

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But these people do none of that. I can scroll throught their blog for 10 minutes and everything about Sam Wilson I see is complaining that people like Bucky more. Or that Sambucky is popular. (As if all the best Sambucky stories aren’t just fans expressing their love towards Sam through Bucky’s eyes...) I’m not trying to say that you have to be a creator to criticize the fandom, but it’s weird when you only yell at others for not posting enough about Sam when you didn’t post anything about him either unless it’s complaining. Kind of ironic...

Also! If you don’t promote other people’s content they get discoraged from posting. It’s a fact. I have probably over 80 different half-made and finished drawings with Sam Wilson on my tablet, but I have zero incentive to post any of them, because every attempt in the past ended with these posts getting 4 notes. Or 10 at best. So why bother? I can look at them alone. And I don’t remember these people who complained about the lack of Sam content supporting my Sam-centric art with nice comments.

You cannot expect the fandom to mass-produce content for you if you don’t encourage it. I got no feedback, so now I just sort of... write or draw for myself, because I enjoy it and have no incentive to publish any of that when no one’s interested. Instead I just make writing prompts or analysis of tfatws, because there’s a bigger chance I’ll have an interesting disussion with other fans in the comments or I’ll inspire other creators to make more art by posting that. I enjoy both of those things very much, but one evokes a reaction I want and the other just... doesn’t. (It’s not even about validation... even if it’s nice to get compliments. It’s just: “when other people are clearly not interested, why make the art public at all?”.)

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Like I said. I’m not going to call out any specific person here. But there were a few people who harshly criticized me in asks or in private messages for “pretending to love Sam” just because I like Sambucky too. But if you scroll through my blog you’ll find that at least 95% of the posts are about Sam. And if you scroll through theirs it’s 3 posts - all of them about fandom not loving Sam enough. (I just checked.)

But I guess I’m a “disgrace to the fandom”, because I acknowledge that Sam might have a love interest while you said you hate Bucky, so... Apparently your love for Sam Wilson is more real if you despise more popular characters he interacts with. ...Be honest with yourselves. Some of you just like to whine and complain, but prefer to disguise it behind love for Sam, so it sounds justified.

And yes. There should be more content that is only about Sam. Or about Sam’s non-romantic relationships. Sure. But if my two choices are: “get a Sambucky fic about Bucky loving Sam very much” or “get a post where someone cries about Sam not being loved enough for the 10th time”... then pardon me for preferring the first option.

If any of you spent half the energy you waste on complaining on making a single post about your supposed love for Sam the tag would be much more full of good content. But it seems like making actual content requires more effort and talent, so you just stay there whining that other people don’t provide you with what you want and demand. And give zero encouragement and promotion to those who do the work.

So continue doing that if you wish. But I won’t waste all my energy on making my weekly “this fandom fucking sucks” post. I prefer promoting cool art other users made (now or years ago) and creating my own posts that might not be always 100% about only Sam... but are still focused on him. Because I like this fictional little guy. I’m not going to let this weird purity tests ruin my enjoyment. If the pretty drawing of Sam has Bucky on the other side of the canvas I still have a cool drawing of Sam to admire. So it’s a win for me.

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[Reminder: please don’t reblog this. I really just need to vent. Comments are okay, I can discuss this. I just don’t want some peope to see that and go yell at me all over again. I was already harassed for allowing Bucky or Steve on my mostly Sam-Wilson-centric blog...]

[Also... if you think this is hypocritical of me to complain about complaining... Maybe. I don’t think it’s comparable here, but whatever.]

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ahmedmootaz · 2 years

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FanArt: A request!

Hello, everyone! It’s me, your favourite sadomasochistic, slightly deranged author of mostly LC and LoR FanFiction here! Who said I was your favourite, you ask? Well...

Look, sometimes, you don’t need to look that deep into sentences, alright? My writing may not be the best, but I certainly seem to be able to get a tear or two out of people, judging by my FanFics, eheh~

As you can see, I had a bit of a favour to ask from all of the great artists here on the Tumblr side of things! Now, I know that I had already asked such a request out of several of you, and I know that you’re already working on it, so don’t take this post personally, alright? I reiterate, I DO NOT WISH TO PUSH ANYONE BEYOND THEIR LIMIT WHEN IT COMES TO DRAWING! THIS POST IS MEANT FOR PEOPLE WHO HAVE NOT SEEN MY REQUEST ALREADY!

Now that we’ve got that disclaimer out of the way, hello, artists of Tumblr! As I have introduced myself, for those that don’t know me, I’m an emotional war-criminal with a few thousand broken hearts to my name, and two ‘Fics that have directly contributed to that number, those being The Many Facets Of A, and Adventures In Parenthood!, both of which are a series of mine in the wonderful world of the PMverse, and I like to think they’re somewhat alright as ‘Fics, mostly revolving around Ayin, X, Roland and Angela in varying states of during-Canon and Post-Canon, though I assure you things are mostly lore friendly!

Now, you might be wondering what links these characters and time periods together, and while I am glad you asked...Well, I have summaries inside the ‘Fics themselves, not to mention of course, the literal dozen of posts on this blog when it comes to summarising these two ‘Fics, so those should serve as good bases of information when it comes to what these ‘Fics are.

Here’s a link to TMFOA, if you wish to read it:https://archiveofourown.org/works/29604552/chapters/72770211 And here’s a link to AiP, if you also want to read it:https://archiveofourown.org/works/31233782/chapters/77202509

So that introduction aside, I wanted to request something that is somewhat selfish, I admit: Fan-Art! While my art skills themselves aren’t much to write home about (in fact, it would be better not to write about them at all...), I still wanted to visualise both of my ‘Fics for the longest while, and I think that one of the best ways I could do that is reaching out to you folks here! To see if anyone would like to draw any scene that they particularly like from any of these two ‘Fics of mine that you particularly enjoy! I would love to see what you can come up with, and in fact, I’d like to insert said art into the ‘Fic itself to help visualise it better and improve the reading experience!

Now, let me be very clear here, this isn’t a commission. I ask this as a request to anyone who wants to draw out of their own kindness, and I would greatly appreciate it! Again, I’m also not offering to pay in exposure, since some take offence to that; I’m simply asking for requests, and I would love to see what your talent can create!

If you have any questions with regards to the art, or any questions on the interpretations of certain scenes, or heck, just a question about my ‘Fics or how I view the characters I write in general, I would love to answer! You can send asks, DMs, or just comments or reblogs! Everything is appreciated, and I thank you for taking the time to read this! Again, this is all voluntary; I’d hate to rope someone into this. And again, MASSIVE thanks to those already working on things!

But that’s all I have to say here, so until next time, everyone! Thanks in advance for your kindness and all of your hard work, and until next time! Take care of yourselves, be well, stay safe, and see ya’!

#private post #not so out of touch anymore eh?#request #my writing #Away from public eye

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beck-a-leck · 3 years

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I realize a lot of people are gonna think this is a bad take, but I'm feeling prickly enough today to say it so...

Y'all have GOT to stop treating fandom stuff as Transactions. You are making yourselves miserable!

Look. I get it. I really do. Feedback is like mana from heaven when it comes to fanworks. You spend Hours (or days/weeks/months/years) working on something for a fandom, you want people to tell you how much they enjoyed the thing you made. Of course you do! That's completely natural. You want to know that people like the thing you made, that your time and effort was not wasted.

But For Fucks Sake, feedback is not the obligatory currency people pay to you! A comment and Kudos on AO3, or a like and reblog here are not the Price Of Admission people are obligated to pay because they Looked at the thing you made.

Unless they enter into an agreement with you to leave feedback after viewing the thing you made (and if you want to set up a personal website that makes visitors agree to such things then go for it!) Nobody Is Obligated To Give You Anything.

Everyone who clicks on your story on AO3 are not obligated to leave kudos or comments. Maybe they didn't like the fic, maybe they thought the story was trash, you really want them telling you in a public space like that? Or maybe they did love it, but they didn't have anything to say, or have sever anxiety about commenting in public spaces. They are under no obligation to leave a comment. The same goes for Kudos. Kudos does not mean "i read this fic" to everyone, and if you expect everyone to have the same definition of kudos as that, you are going to be Forever Disappointed.

On the topic of AO3 stats, y'all realize that hit count will Never match Kudos/Comment counts, right. People revisit and reread stories, but they can only leave kudos once. Some people click on a story by accident. Some people think a story is gonna be great but then realize they don't vibe with it amd leave. Some people download fics for offline reading and forget to go back and leave kudos.

Tumblr works a little different, we don't see hit counts, only likes and reblogs, but the same still stands. Liking and reblogging mean different things to different people. And tumblr users are under no obligation to reblog a thing they like. And yes, reblogs are how more people see things, but also, have y'all SEEN this broken ass website?? You guys know what kind of random and stupid shit ends up becoming popular, and there's no fucking rhyme or reason to it.

The simple facts are: You Aren't Owed Shit. and You Don't Own Anyone Shit.

If you are only making fanworks for Other People, and a lack of feedback is hurting you, then Stop. If you're not getting personal enjoyment out of the fanworks you're creating, then why are you wasting your time and effort??

Seriously. Just stop. You're not obligated to finish a WIP, or share the fic you finished, or post your art. If your not having fun anymore, find something else to do!

And if you're saying, "But i DO enjoy making fanworks!" Then that's great! Work on finding the enjoyment of the process and creation for Yourself, and Yourself Only. You should like what you're making, and that should be a good enough baseline. Everyone else who likes, comments, reblogs and leaves kudos is just a very pleasant bonus.

#ugh do i even wanna tag this?#not really #i could keep ranting but i think i said everything i wanted to.#if i keep going i'll probably end up rambling #might delete this later idk

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jungshookz · 3 years

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What the hell? How the fuck does this work?

Testing, testing… 1, 2, 3… [microphone feedback] okay, ow- Oh! There we go.

Hello, all of you ghouls and goblins! Welcome to Cee’s House of Horrors 2020!

I hope you’re ready to piss your pants. Or projectile vomit. Or both! Actually, I hope both, because I would love to see it. I’m your host - everyone’s favourite demon - obviously, Cee decided to make me the host of this exciting event because… well, you see the pointy red horns, don’t you? I don’t usually have them out because they’re a little tacky, but, t’is the season, am I right? Some of you may know who I am, and some of you may not! I’m Yoongi! Or, I guess my official title would be demon!yoongi. The point is, I’m Yoongi… and I’m here to ruin the next week of your life.

Since all of your brains combined are about the size of a single pea, I bet you’re all confused right now. You’re probably thinking to yourself: ‘What the hell is going on?’, ‘Where’s Cee?’, ‘Oh, god - is this another fic drop? Jesus Christ. Why does she have to make these things so dramatic all the time? Can she just drop a fic for once and not do anything else?!’ I’ll ask you to save your questions for the end… and then just keep them to yourselves for the rest of your pathetic little lives because I won’t be answering any of them.

Anyways, I guess I have to read off this dumb script…

‘Here at Jungshookz Headquarterz, your entertainment is our top priority…’ god, seriously? That’s the company policy? No, no. Now that Cee’s not here, my priority is to freak you out so much that you start to wonder if the pile of clothes sitting on the floor is really just a bunch of sweatshirts or if it’s a mangled, bloody-mouthed demon about to pounce on you and feast on your face. With that being said… Welcome to the very first choose-your-own-adventure tale! Ta-da! Did you enjoy the promotion for it? I certainly had fun. I’m the guy at the crossroads! You should’ve seen your face.

The thing is… Cee’s technically already set up a whole story for you guys and all the bits and pieces are ready to be posted and she told me that all I’d have to do is post one part every day but… I read it over and it was the blandest thing I’d ever read in my entire life, and if I could go back in time and un-read it, and then pour bleach directly into my eyeballs, I would, which is why… I’m going to rewrite everything. What Cee doesn’t know won’t hurt her, right? And I know you guys certainly aren’t going to tattle-tale, because if you do, I’ll make sure that the presence constantly looming over your shoulder manifests into its physical form right as you’re about to fall asleep tonight. And, while I’m at it, I’ll throw a handful of spiders into your mouth while you’re asleep. The point is - shut your trap.

Here are the rules. Read ‘em.

Our tale will be broken down into seven parts - each part will be posted every day at midnight starting on Sunday - and the final part will be posted on Halloween, marking the end of the event. I know, it sucks. I wish everyday was Halloween.

Each part will end with two different options for you to choose from, and in order to contribute your vote to the story, you must a) like the post (don’t accidentally ‘forget’ to like the post or I’m going to ‘accidentally’ drop you into a vat of lava), b) reblog the post to spread some Halloween joy, and c) head on over to Cee’s twitter page to place your vote. …She did mention to everyone that she had a twitter page, right? Because the success of this event depends on those polls. I wouldn’t be surprised if she forgot, seeing that she’s an idiot and all- Oh, also, sending your vote in via Cee’s ask box and spamming your vote does not count. Cee probably wouldn’t want to come back to see her inbox cluttered with a hundred A’s and B’s floating around everywhere, and if that happens, I’m going to get shit for it, and she’s not going to let me host anything ever again. Don’t do it. Don’t be an asshole!

The voting period will end an hour after it’s been posted, which is definitely more than enough time for you to read and make a decision. After the hour ends, that’s when I’ll swoop in and tally up the results. The poll closes automatically, so if you miss the deadline, you miss the deadline. And complaining about it or whining about it isn’t going to help any of us in any way, you big crybabies.

The less popular option will not be posted and will immediately be scrunched up and tossed into a fire, so don’t bother asking about it.

Cee’s not here. And she won’t be here for the next seven days, which means no regular asks will be answered. That’ll disrupt the whole vibe I’m setting up here, you know? Character asks will still be answered, but I’ll be monitoring everything this week.

Speaking of Cee, I sent her off to an isolated cabin in the woods. Don’t worry about it. Unlike the promotion event for La Vie En Bonsai - which, by the way, was the cheesiest thing I’ve ever read in my entire life - there will be no direct hotline to her phone. Now, with that being said, I encourage you to continue to send Cee messages every day just so she doesn’t go crazy in the cabin. You know, give her a little something to scroll through while she’s climbing up a tree to get away from a grizzly bear. Long story short - it’s just going to be you and I, my friends.

Here’s a list of a bunch of different time zones because I know one of you is going to bitch about having to figure it out and I don’t have the energy to listen to your shrill voices for more than three seconds. And don’t get pissed if you have to be up at a weird hour. Deal with it.

PST: 12:00AM

EST: 3:00AM (The perfect time because that’s when my friends and I are most active!)

CDT: 2:00AM

BST: 8:00AM

AEST: 5:00PM

ACST: 4:30PM

JST: 4:00PM

CST: 3:00PM

WIB: 3:00PM

IST: 12:30PM

MSK: 10:00AM

CEST: 9:00AM

GMT: 7:00AM

ART: 4:00AM

HST: 9:00PM

AKDT: 11:00PM

Okay, that’s it.

See you tomorrow at midnight.

#You're telling me I have to tag things too?#Is this thing on?#choh2020

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ghostinthebau · 4 years

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Super Fanfic Rec List -- Iron Dad Edition (because I just wanna share the love)

I’ve had such a blast reading fanfic of the IronDad and SpiderSon variety over the last 6 months or so, and I thought I’d just make a rec list of some of my favorite stories. Most of them are angsty, with whump and hurt/comfort because that’s what I live for.

This is in no particular order or in any way complete because there’s just way too many amazing fics/authors in the Iron Dad fandom, but it will still be hella long, so....here goes!

First off, @yellowdistress:

What We Are series - Bio-dad Tony series that goes all the way through Infinity War. Endgame AU.

Someday I’ll Make it Out of Here series - Adoption AU! It’s so good.

The Missing 92 Days - A take on HYDRA Peter that destroyed me emotionally.

Reviving Peter Parker - This about killed me. Peter actually died during his fight with Toomes and SHIELD brings him back a la the TAHITI project like they did with Phil Coulson.

A Sailor Went to Sea - Gut-wrenching Endgame fix it.

Double, Double

@losingmymindtonight:

Webcams and Webshooters series

I Never Lived ‘Til I Lived In Your Light series - !!! TISSUE WARNING !!! Peter dies, but there’s another one shot with a happier ending if you need it.

And You’ll Blow Us All Away - Adoption fic! A lovely one at that.

5 Times Peter’s Mental Illness Made Him Stumble And The 1 Time He Refused To Falter - I really love a well-depicted take on mental illness, and losingmymindtonight delivered 100%.

If You Can’t Catch A Breath (You Can Take The Oxygen Straight Out Of My Own Chest)

Cyanide? In My Shawarma?

@justme--emily:

The Guardian - Adoption AU with a lovely Loki and Peter friendship!

Radioactive - Peter endures the after effects of the spider bite, and scares bio-dad Tony to death. Lovely, lovely, lovely.

The Good Fight - Peter gets hurt at the airport in Germany instead of Rhodey.

@iron--spider:

ever in your favor - Hunger Games AU and an epic work of art!

Lazarus, come forth - The Endgame fix it before Endgame. Peter will break your heart.

dear mr. fantasy

this isn’t a game - Highly underrated fic based off the PS4 Spider-Man game. I’ve never even played the game, and I loved this story.

what if there is no tomorrow? - This story actually made me kinda like Justin Hammer, if you can believe it.

blindness

@tempestaurora:

hydra’s not a home series - HYDRA Peter, and also bio-dad Tony and bio-mom Pepper!

i’ll find you in the drift - Pacific Rim AU, and I have never seen PR, but I adored this so much.

it’s okay, we’re okay [whumpvember 2018] series

@jolinarjackson:

Lights To Guide You Home series - Another adoption AU. They are my weakness, and this is one of the best out there.

... and when you can’t crawl ...

Damaged At Best (Like You’ve Already Figured Out)

@blondsak:

No Life But This

come morning light (you and I’ll be safe and sound)

Burying Grounds - Eeeek! Tony has to choose between saving Peter or Pepper and it hurts.

hold on, hold on

Something the Soul Needs

@madasthesea:

turn back the clock (and I’ll try again in the morning)

when my body won’t hold me anymore (where will I go)

They have so many other lovely looking fics--including an adoption au series (which I, of course, love), but I just haven’t gotten around to reading them yet. I’m pretty sure anything they write is golden. :)

@signofuncertainty:

It’s Always the Little Things

I’m sure their other fic, The Third Option, is fantastic and I really, really wanna read it but I’m trying so hard to wait until it’s complete! It’s really difficult to wait, though, tbh....I may give in soon.

@upcamethesun:

Twelve Days Of Peter Parker - So cute and fluffy, and then it kills you at the end.

5 Times Peter Made Tony Laugh Out Loud

5 Times Tony Didn’t Need To Worry About Peter

5 Times Peter Pretended To Be Tougher Than He Was

@frostysunflowers:

Between how it is and how it should be - This story made me love a Peter and Bucky friendship.

@kitcat992:

Identity Theft - This was one of the very first Iron Dad fics I read, and it was a doozy. Full of whump, medical accuracy, and hurt/comfort! The author is posting a sequel now, too: Identity Crisis. :D

For Pete’s Sake!

@camelot-queen:

Goner - A perfectly heartbreaking kidnapping fic, but heed the warnings!

Who Saves The Hero

Never Meet Your Heroes

i’m the satellite (and you’re the sky) - Tony is Peter’s bio-dad but Peter doesn’t know it. I haven’t actually finished this yet, but it’s good. So, so good.

@peter-stank:

built from scraps - YOU GUYS, this is one of the best fics I’ve read on AO3. It’s a ‘Tony gets dusted instead of Peter’ AU, and it’s got such an amazing dynamic between Peter, Pepper, and Morgan. It’ll also make you tear up a few times, at least.

@geekymoviemom:

Sins of the Fathers - So, I’ve only read the first 5 chapters of this epic length (303k words@) adoption AU so far, but I’m LOVING it so I wanted to add it here. They also have an even longer bio-dad Tony with added Stony bonus series, Pieces of Echoes, that they’re posting the 3rd installment to right now. I’ll definitely be checking it out!

@too-many-bees:

let’s kick it

like a bridge over troubled water

@jbsforever:

it’ll be over (and I’ll still be asking when)

@tnyystark:

where the memories reside

@whumphoarder:

Quieting the Void series - Peter kinda has an eating disorder due to the spider bite, so take care if you read!

Poison Apple - Loved how medically accurate this was, and Ned’s reaction to Peter’s condition was heartbreaking.

@seek-rest:

It Hurts to Become

Someday We’ll Know - This is a Walk to Remember AU, so there’s MCD. I’ve gotten about halfway through, but I can only read it when I’m in the right mindset. But it’s lovely and so well done.

This author has so many fics that I’m sure are amazing, and they’re on my ‘to read’ list when I’m in the mood for beautiful Spideychelle stories.

@caraminha:

The Primary Reason Tony Stark Would Throw Down With an Anti-Vaxxer in the Street - Hella scary depiction of Peter with tetanus, and it’s SO GOOD.

@tonystarkstan:

it all comes back to this

skeletons series

to build a home series - I love recovery fics, and this was a beautiful story of Peter dealing with the aftermath of being snapped and coming back.

lay your weary head to rest

@foolscapper:

Exploding Head Syndrome - Everyone comes back when the snap is reversed, but Peter is sort of catatonic--stuck between the living world and the soul stone where he’s with Gamora. It’s such a lovely fic.

@alice-in-ink:

It’s a Little Bit We Do

Danger Pizza

@legalassie:

oh, darling - Peter’s kidnapped and Tony frantically searches for him--one of my favorite things. Peter uses his smarts to help him get out of the situation, too, which is also one of my favorite things.

don’t think about tomorrow.

@blackwatchandromeda:

Broken Thoughts (I Remember Everything)

Leave Me to Dream

A Nightmare to Remember

@emma--anacortes:

Accepting the Tides - Here I am with another adoption AU. Can you see a pattern yet? I love them, and this one has danger and whump and comfort as well.

@ardenskyedarcy221b:

they are standing in the garden - This hurt. Several times the author had me tearing up and there’s a few lines that will stay with me forever. It was just immensely lovely to read.

@iamallyetnotatall:

At the Start of the Universe - This was so much better than I was expecting! Peter is an Angel, and he knows Tony from the very beginning of the universe. It’s different, but absolutely gorgeous.

@starktowr:

somewhere outside my life - I don’t wanna say too much, but just read this. It’ll break you and you’ll love it.

@jessicagoddamnjones:

too bad (but it’s the life you lead)

@silver-bubbles:

The Fire’s Out (But Still It Burns)

@day-dreamer176:

Like A Strike of Lightning - I kinda took this as a demonic possession a la Supernatural, but I don’t think it actually was. Either way, it was fantastic.

fifty-four

five, tops

The World Stopped

@ambivalentmarvel:

Into His Fold series - Where Thanos brings Peter back from the ashes to make him into his new son (a la Nebula and Gamora).

@notaparty-trick:

Doom and Gloom - A ‘Peter doesn’t get dusted’ AU, filled with whump and Iron Dad and an awesome Carol Danvers. Angst!!!

Dust and Blood - Peter is hurt much worse when Toomes drops the building on him. More angst!!!! This author does angst very well.

@ema--vee:

You don’t have to hold your head up high - Peter can’t thermoregulate! I love that trope.

@forensicleaf:

All the Things We’ve Lost (And All the Things We’ve Gained) - This one gutted me, and then made it better. But there’s pain to be had before the comfort!

They just posted the first chapter of a new WIP that looks AMAZING, too: Can’t Part the Sea, Can’t Reach the Shore.

@plnkblue:

foolish, fragile spine - Peter’s severely injured in his fight with Adrian Toomes and Tony finds him.

@helloitisiafellowgay:

god did not craft us as altars, but as dying gods - Okay, guys. This one is heavy. It deals with Skip coming back into Peter’s life, and it’s not pretty but it’s handled superbly. It’s a tough read, but one I definitely recommend if you can handle it. Take care of yourselves first and foremost, though. <3

~ ~ ~ I’m not sure if the following authors have a tumblr, so I just linked their AO3 pages ~ ~ ~

eccentric_artist_221b:

Only for a Little While - This is a Titanic AU, and it’s AMAZING. There’s several scenes that just took my breath away and brought me to tears (not an easy feat). They’re also working on a WWI sequel!!!!

tiaylasglass:

the one who made it out - Short, simple in a gorgeous way, and poignant.

And finally, I thought I’d humbly add my own little contribution to the fandom. So far, I’ve only written the one fic, but I hope to write more in the future!

@ghostinthebau:

For Want of a Dad (in need of a son) - There’s a bit of blood, and a very distraught Tony at one point, so warning for angst and injury!

Again, this list is probably severely lacking, and if someone has a rec that’s not on here please please please reblog this and let me know! I’m always in the mood for more fics.

And I hope anyone reading this finds something they enjoy!

I’m sure you will.

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shadyladyperfection · 3 years

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The New Year Fic Writers & Readers Ask Game 2020

I was tagged by @homoose and @specialagentsergio for this, thank you so much ❤️

FULL DISCLOSURE: I got carried away with the fics that lifted my spirits this year and basically turned this into a fic rec list. And it is a long long list, so just brace yourselves, I guess? I put it in the end so you won’t have to read it

What was your biggest writing/reading achievement this year?

Okay, I have always been a silent reader. For some weird reason, I couldn’t bring myself to interact with a fic or the writer. So, I guess my biggest achievement would be letting the writer know how much I enjoyed reading their work. It counts, okay?

What did you learn about yourself as a writer/reader this year?

It is so SO important to leave comments or reblogs on fics or any medium of art that you enjoy. I’ve been a silent reader for years, okay? And while likes help, letting someone know that their writing made your day or completely gutted you will make them appreciate you like no other, and I say this from experience. Creators are simple people and deserve all the love you can give them. Even a keyboard smash helps, btw.

Did you dive into something familiar or try something new this year?

I started reading Criminal Minds fanfics this year, does that count as something new? I don’t know.

What are you grateful for?

Personally? I’m just glad my family and I got through the pandemic so far while staying healthy.

Reading wise, I am forever grateful fanfiction exists because it’s the only piece of literary work I have been able to read consistently.

Have your style (writer) or tastes (reader) changed this year?

I was not an avid fluff reader. It sounds weird and I always say I hate angst but I tended to gravitate more towards stories that left me aching rather than reading fluff, so I think that has changed.

What’s the first thing you want to read or write this year?

My textbooks would be nice 😂 But uh, I’d like to work on this story idea that I have had for month now.

Anything you want to try in 2021?

Like I said, writing my own fic would be nice but I know me so I’m good as it is 😂

Do you have any fic resolutions?

Not really, nope

Share a comment (if a writer) or story (if a reader) that lifted your spirits this year?

Ooh mama, I have so many fics and I am going to list them all. Yes I am. This is in no particular order because I am messy like that and I am not even going to try and keep the list short. Bear with me, or not. It’s up to you. Also, I only added fluffy masterpieces here otherwise I’d have over 600 fics here and I am lazy xoxo

Starting with @justfangstvdto ‘s Waking up to Klaus painting you imagine. This is an all time favourite. Open Coffin is also, one of her best works!!

@moon-light-jukebox ‘s Angel is very close to my heart and I also enjoy Morning Coffee because who doesn’t love a coffee shop AU?

@imagining-in-the-margins has so many fics to choose from. It’s like a reader’s nirvana Anticipation Impromptu Pumpkin Fairytales Sunflowers Sweet Cherries Breakfast Run

@erin-bo-berin writes the cutest Dad!Spencer fics (great smut too but we’re not talking about that here) I’d start with Cabin Fever and Cupid

@definitelynotkatesblog ‘s 6 AM and Something to Cry About have a special place in my heart

@veraiconcos ‘ Kiss it Better was the first Criminal Minds fic I ever read so it’s special in its own way

@gubler-me-up is very difficult to choose from but Fact Check would be my pick

@mggpleasedontlookhere ‘s Helping Heart and Insignificant Being are absolutely delightful!

I read @criminalmindzjunkie ‘s Unlucky in Love weekly for clear skin

Promise Me by @gayouijaboard is a gem, I swear.

@zhuzhubii has an extensive list of amazing writings but I had to pick so here you go- Sleepyhead About Ethan (a little angsty but worth it) I think i love you and hugging you

A Lick of Paint , Moi Je Joue and I Would Do Anything You Asked Me Too by @differentkettleoffishalltogether are technically smuts but I feel nice after reading them and that’s what is important

@brywrites ‘ Focus Flight Risk Happy Tears Troublesome and frankly, everything they’ve written is wonderful!!

@specialagentsergio ‘s Sweater Weather Baby Kiss it Better and Last Christmas are all amazing

@spacedikut ‘s entire masterlist is a delight and it is hard to choose, okay? But I did anyway how to ask a girl out you look good nurse reid words that wound the disaster dream date (Hotch says, “They’re our idiots.” What more reason do you want for reading this fic?) everything happens for a reason the very insecure dr reid

Also @matthewsbitches is rewriting Criminal Minds with the reader as Gideon’s daughter, you should read that as well!!

@reidscanehand is another writer whose every work is just an incredible read. I am pretty sure I have their entire masterlist linked here: Line of Fire Twenty Percent Cooling Our Heels In the Shadow of Harmony That Tiny Instant of Eternity The Statistical Probability of Falling in Love Rather Ardently

Atlas Happy Birthday Genius Hype Man Lighthouse and A Very Moosey Ficmas by @homoose fill me with so much joy, every time. I also love TMSIDK

@dreamwritesimagines ‘ Twisted is a brilliant story with amazing twists and turns but does not hold back on the angst. Like, at all. D likes to make people cry. But she’s also one of the sweetest people on here <3

Tagging: @ineverhaveanynormalfans @girls-andcats @moon-child-writer @spencerscoven and everyone mentioned above

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Hi again! This is part two (out of three!) of my 2019 drarry fic recs. In the first part I recommended ten of my absolute favorite stories I read this year, and here I am today with ten more that I also love dearly and hope you’ll enjoy too. The banner art is by one of my FAVORITE ARTISTS, @aceveria-art who was kind enough to let me use their art for this and just LOOK AT THAT STUNNING PIECE (here’s the link for you to reblog if you want cause omg). Now, in no particular order, here’s some of my

FAVORITE FICS I READ IN 2019 PART TWO

1. Of Wands and Trees - Omi_Ohmy - 45k - All Draco wants to do is be a wandmaker, but to do so he needs to understand the soul of trees. Of course, the only man who might be able to help him is the one man who is more of a mystery to him than any tree.

We’re starting out this list with this absolute gemstone of a fic. It’s got everything: adventure, redemption, cabins in the middle of nowhere, a spin on the kind of magic we’re used to in this fandom, ancient trees, passion, wandlore, Draco being forced to work for his own food, Harry bathing naked in streams (my mouth’s watering as we speak), and it’s so, so good, the writing, the characterizations, the setting so vibrant I felt like I was standing right there. Just, a gem all around.

2. Take Into the Air (My Quiet Breath) - guardianmira - 11k - Draco is dying of Hanahaki Disease. Serves him right, Harry thinks.

This fic felt, to me, like something completely different from the eighth year fics I usually read, and, having found it by accident, it absolutely blew my mind! I did not expect to love it as much as I did, and I definitely did not expect to feel it as deeply as I did. Just the right amount of angst to give us that sweet, sweet relief at the end. Very lovely.

3. We have a Problem - @xx-thedarklord-xx - 3k - Weddings tend to have a variety of things happening at one time. With a groom as meticulous as Draco, Ron expected nothing to go wrong. When shenanigans, walkouts, disasters, no-shows, and a lack of food strike, it’s up to Ron to save the day.

SO SWEET. Just so, so freaking sweet and funny and different. Ron’s POV was fresh and lovely and so clever, and the plot is hilarious and engaging. It reads so quickly that you will barely feel time passing, and I am 10000% sure that everyone’s bound to adore this. It’s just one of those fics. I cannot recommend it enough. It will be the absolute best 15-20 minutes of your day.

4. Foreplay - @lqtraintracks - 6k - Getting a raging hard-on on the duelling room floor, pinned under Harry Potter’s sweaty body, is not how Draco saw his day going, but… Well, here he is.

Mmfffff. Can barely think about this without having to fan myself, because it’s probably the hottest fic I read all year. Aurors sparring, a Harry who is unbelievably hot, a Draco who tries but simply can’t resist him, showers, a bit of semi-public sex, and the very literal definition of “not safe for work” can be found in here. Just, goodness, it should’ve taken me half an hour to read it and it took about one because I KEPT STOPPING TO BREATHE. Lqt never fails to deliver powerful, incredibly sexy stories and you should all go see for yourselves what I’m talking about.

5. Safe Words - felix_atticus - 26k - Draco discovers his husband has been keeping a secret from him. At first he’s amused. Then he’s curious. The problem? Harry’s always had a hard time saying no.

Speaking of powerful, this one here stabbed me right in the chest and twisted the knife, but in the absolute best way possible. It’s FANTASTIC. The writing is beautiful, the characterizations astounding, and I felt every single emotion so deep inside me. It paints how difficult it is to navigate trust, how impossible it feels to put our own wants and needs over what’s expected of us, explores consent in so many different aspects of life and just presents a beautiful relationship at its core. It really is gorgeous.

6. Upstaged - @lettersbyelise - 3k - West End actor Drake O'Malley starts receiving fanmail from a (not so mysterious) stranger.

The epistolary format already makes this stand apart from our usual fic, but the plot itself is also something I hadn’t ever read before. It’s written so smoothly that it reads like a dream, and I loved every second of it and how it allowed me to build up an entire picture of what was happening with each letter. I’ve gone back to it two or three times just to experience it all over again, and I always have a great time when I do. This is so lovely, witty and just different.

7. Pure Imagination - @aibidil - 14k - An eighth-year tale of depressed happiness, reluctant imagination, and conflicted hope. And skateboarding.

My god is this fic lovely. I spent about three quarters of it clutching my chest because I loved it so much, I love these kids so much and it hit me right in the feels to see everything they go through after the dust of the war settles and they have to figure out their place in life. This is hope in a jar, it’s that light-at-the-end-of-the-tunnel story that becomes a metaphor for life itself. A beautiful, beautiful ride.

8. Poor Unfortunate Souls - @doubleappled - 19k - Draco is a potioneer. Harry is trying to save his sex-challenged marriage. Everything is a mess, but at least there’s an octopus in the lobby.

Chaotic, unique, HOT!!! The whole set up is brilliant, Draco’s work is very interesting, the scenes where we get to see with Harry and Ginny are so incredibly well done that my jaw fell to the floor a little, and what can I even say about the entire buildup we get for Draco and Harry’s relationship, it was MASTERFUL. This fic is absolutely amazing and the ending is so good I can still savor it when I remember it. Go check it out, right now!!!

9. Weather With You - @quicksilvermaid - 29k - Flood. Heatwave. Cyclone. Epic storm ready to rip London apart? Something strange is happening to the weather inside the Ministry of Magic…–Featuring magical creatures, Harry wearing minimal clothes, a snarky snake, and Draco Malfoy who is definitely Up To Something.

This story is such a fun ride that can, at times, be absolutely freaking hilarious (the whole “He Is Up To Something” narrative never fails to crack me up), and at times become sweet and tender. There is nothing more relatable to me than a Draco who wants Harry so much he doesn’t even know what to do with himself, and it was a joy to read him here, and actually, both of their characterizations are so fantastic that they definitely feel like an extension of what we know about them to begin with, and I just had the best of times watching them work their way out of this mess. Sprinkle in a bit of parseltongue, witty snakes and shirtless Harry, and you’ve found yourself the best way to spend the evening.

10. A Sword Laid Aside - @korlaena - 128k - When Draco’s cover is blown during a deep undercover operation and the Ministry is compromised, Ron takes Draco to the only safe place he can think of—Potter. Hiding out with a taciturn Harry Potter, who has been missing from the Wizarding World for almost two decades after a shocking fall from grace, is nothing like Draco thought it would be. Draco has to navigate dealing with this Potter while being hunted by Dark wizards and wanted by extremists in the Ministry. When things take a turn for the worse, Draco has to decide whether he’s going to keep running or find a way to protect the world and the people he cares about most.

There are so many things I want to say about this one, so many little details that drove me wild and I want to mention but I just… I- this story is absolutely MIND BLOWING, it’s deep, it’s amazing and frankly extraordinary and I don’t even know how to tell you how much I adore every single word of it. This must be one of my absolute favorite versions of Harry that I’ve ever read, his immense power, his internal conflict, pain and sheer physicality made me weak in the knees; Draco’s characterization is also so heartbreakingly spot on that I could barely believe what I was reading. This story gripped me, squeezed me, spun me around a little and then put me upright again, and there is honestly nothing like it. I haven’t even told you anything about the plot, which… omg. There are no words to tell you how much you NEED to read this. Just typing this is making me want to embark on this adventure again. — I have no excuse for the amount of Harry thirst to be found on this list, I just- well. I really hope you like these little gems! Hahaha. If you do end up reading any of them and want to chat about them, or have questions about any tags or warnings that might worry you, my DMs are always open!!! Enjoy ❤️

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